Flowers
A Anjandev Roy
0
Altın Yaprak
The beautiful flowers bloom,
The spring garden is in wonderful rhythm,
All are magnificent,
But it's my rose, my beloved rose,
Which is unique and truly excellent
With its graceful petals and sweet fragrance.
It greets me with refined love and passion,
I run to my rose with great pleasure
And it embraces me at once in its delicate bosom.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş