Just like a flowers in the grass,
It looks beautiful without an effort.
It sway in wind, it spread its fragrance.
I noticed it, caught in a tranced
Oh..., what is this, how can this be.
How could I stay, and just look at it
It does nothing but sway in wind.
It smell nice, and now I'm fallin'
Am I mad, to fall for a flower.
Am I worthy, worthy to look at it.
But all I know that I'm fallin',
Fallin' like a leaves.
Slowly, slowly feeling it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem