گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The dozing willow declined so beautifully
And she was naked with sad noise
Her tears-leaves were like hailstones
Her dying brunches was so gloomy
The gods see I could not leave her,
I tried to understand her grief
I looked for it in the bottomless depths
And transparent endless sky
I embraced her so gentle
And kissed her slim trunk
But she was like fancy bride
Which suffered about her fate.
