Two travellers had travelled a long way,
They became weary and exhausted,
At night they took shelter in an inn,
They lay in the same bed
And dreamt different dreams in their sleepy realm.
One traveller dreamt an evil dream,
Fear and anxiety thoroughly grabbed his mind;
Another wayfarer dreamt a very pleasant dream,
He slept with great ease and comfort at night.
In the morning they woke up with different feelings,
And expressed to each other about their dissimilar dreams
In the previous night,
Dream itself smiled aside,
As it knew how to cast its separate spells on different men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem