Girl, keep straight on me your eyes,
Full of darkness flashing under the feathers
From ancient city far and away
As if I were lostmy way.
Girl, hold my hand with the hand.
Whisper all untold talks you have;
As the birds fly crazy after they had got rid of cage.
Girl, look at these sparkling red lips
They are hungry much
To be lips biting by lips.
Come gentle to me;
And let me kiss.
Wish I could kiss you till the death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem