You are so beautiful that
Even the roses envy your loveliness.
Like a blissful creature bestowed upon man.
To teach him of worship,
You have come to me.
Your eyes shine so vivid
That even the stars shy away and
The creator himself with bliss
Carved your face.
Your kiss is sweeter than the sweetest nectar
‘O sweet Nalaypem, make me immortal with a kiss’.
Fortune has favoured me
With your eyes guiding me.
I now m grateful for its bounty
Of delivering you to me.
If Shakespeare were to write a poem on you,
He would have done so that it would make me envious.
But he would have found no word
Beauteous enough to label you.
For you are far sweeter than frail Juliet,
Far bolder than Portia and far beautiful than Helen.
You are to me what I ever wanted in love.
My passion has come alive with you,
To make my human flesh Godly and good,
Capable of love that is to bloom.
‘O sweet Nalaypem I love thee much.
That I now wish to rise with thee or not rise at all’.