O, sparrow, you the lovely, little sparrow
I saw you long long ago.
You have come to take grains today.
Nobody please drive it away.
In midst of the rat race,
I stop a bit to rejoice.
The precious time must flow...
But I'll feel you, sparrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
birds come and go away with awaking the poetic mind