In the middle of the desert,
like the same flowering, in full fragrance.
Like a rainy night, the same star,
In the dark sky
The same mustard,
In the vast wilderness.
As if adorned with jewels, the same vessel,
In the eternal sea.
So are you, my dear, in the world
As the eternal poor, the same gem,
Invaluable, incomparable.
Everlasting,
Rules favourable
Like a foreigner, the same friend,
From home
Like a widow forever, the same dream,
In love with the wife.
In the same way you are mine, in life, in this majesty
You are the cool shadow, in the deepest sorrow,
Under the beautiful tree.
You are the fire of winter, you are my umbrella,
In rainwater
You are the flower of spring.
In the manifestation of form.
You are the moon of autumn, give the light of the moon, in my sky.
Beautiful smile on the face, erase the source of sorrow.
You are the sandalwood of the limbs, the wings of the wings,
Flowers live.
You are the star of the eye, the ear of the hearing,
Breathing of the body
You are the joy of the mind, the dream of sleep,
Desire in the waking.
You are the helper of the family, the bond of the family,
Comfort in danger.
Sign yours, deep world-suffering.
Love is a good feelings in the world.Nice article bro