I wish to be with her, 
All day long, 
From the dawn till dusk, 
Yet like the moon she is afar! 
I wish I could be her comb! 
To be with her every moment, 
I would feel like a blessed one, 
In her dark-cloud-like-hair, I would roam! 
My fancy to be a comb may sound crazy! 
But to get her company, I will prefer so to be!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    