The reason why the luminous moon glows,
Is because of kisses who the sun blows.
An ecstatic joy is like a sweet breeze:
Suddenly it comes and suddenly goes.
When you have nothing to tell a stranger,
Mention stars; of their beauty each eye knows.
O ignorant one! You do much good deeds,
A cure on sad hearts your sweet smile bestows.
While the enemy shoots at his brothers,
Poor Mâhî seems to adore their arrows.
Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 3:18 PM UTC
The reason why the luminous moon glows,
Is because of kisses who the sun blows.
An ecstatic joy is like a sweet breeze:
Suddenly it comes and suddenly goes.
When you have nothing to tell a stranger,
Mention stars; of their beauty each eye knows.
O ignorant one! You do much good deeds,
A cure on sad hearts your sweet smile bestows.
While the enemy shoots at his brothers,
Poor Mâhî seems to adore their arrows.
