The pegion is flying
The eagle chasing----
Eyes are watching

If you don't love a floating cloud
That makes the sky a great painting
If you don't love the showers
That fall to embellish nature
If you don't love the dense web of trees
That build the roof for your rest
If you don't love the fragrant blossoms
That present world of beauty
If you don't love the white queen
That gleans with sparkling stars
If you don't love the bird
That sings the sweetest note for your delight
If you don't love the mountains
That stand tall and claim God's majesty
If you don't love the beggar
That cups his hands for his belly
If you don't love the orphan
That sighs in solitude all the day and night
If you don't love the wounded pegion
That entangled in your wire over the roof
If you don't love your parents
That groan at your each sob
And love you more than anyone in the world
You can ever love no creature.

Under the cloud where the velvet smoke bled,
'Love's a curse' the smiling soul said;
The blood in the dwarf's heart then froze,
When an indecisive liar presented her the rose...

The fingers around which my ring would slide,
On the clod evening, she would be, my bride,
Breathing in, exhaling kisses, she'll be by my side,
Where on a heavy monster, we'll go off on a love's ride,
Behold, and kiss my eyes,
I don't crave to know the plight...

If ever, the delusion of this imagination doesn't lie an illusion,
On the naked dawn, I shall **** your lips; ****** the confusions...
Words will then bleed letters,
As I look at my unsent love letters,
Each letter now the fire shall batter,
When your head's on my chest, nothing's better...

Let your naked breast touch my chest,
This is a dim light in the darkness of miles, called love,
Which gives plight, or rises all above,
Pull me closer, don't shove,
I'm the dead pegion, you're my dove!

In morning birds are chirping,
Calling me to take flavor of spring.
I don't find my darling among them,
My lovely blue bird, my gem.

I am having gloom,
O spring! make me bloom.
Tiny tailorbird tells, blue bird is a killer,
He has no virtue or valor.

Drongo tellls, his heart is void, unfit,
Blue color is illusory fraudulent cheat.
Crow screamed in harsh voice,
Telling this love as an alarming choice.

Cuckoo tells, the sky is blue vast shimmering,
Is blue bird so infinite broad-hearted charming?
Let's be couple, sweetie!
I will prove life's a beauty.

Robin makes loud whistling,
He tells blue bird is a venomous feeling.
O girl! you are making life hell,
Why do you sing sad song? tell.

Oriole smiles winking two black eyes,
In spring, who shows foolish cries?
Dove pegion myna nightingale sparrow,
All are singing a new golden good morrow.