my motive is to change their words,
now it getting dark, our settings are in danger,
what word can we say to save our lines,
a thousand words?
Our dictionary can't make you one,
only the choosing one will Always make a Dil,
castration of speech and the romance can never make you.
memories of the old forbidden ones are still there,
the modernist can't figure their errors,
now I can say a thousand words can never make a poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem