My deaf and dumb silent teacher,
The music down pouring in the showers
And response of earth by a silky greenery
I can read coded messages in the scenery.
You know, you know, yes you know,
It’s a lovely evening and a pleasant twilight,
Lying on the wet carpet and waiting for,
My moon, that rises in a moonless night,
And your moon goes behind the sky.
The beloveds are so beautiful and shy!
I know, I know, yes I know,
What do you teach by springing flowers?
I am not deaf and dumb, I listen to, I sing,
What you convey through music of showers.
You can never tell how you loved her above,
Bu I shall write and sing my story of love.
You know, you know, yes you know,
My story but you cannot comment,
Here’s a poet can write anything,
In love how much we are ardent,
Good Bye till dawn, see you again,
If you aren’t hidden in eclipse’s curtain.