Adin and fairy Alice

There was a man hearding the goats on pasture 

He was a handsome herder and a flutter. 

Singing all the day like Asian koel, in blue amber. 

On day he found a lucky number in summer.

Remember: his name was Adin; while laying in asleep 

In crimson ceiba tree, a Maiden came and sit around 

And then disrupted his sleep, by a pine leaf.

Her face was like pink rose;

And man like him; she had never found.

Hastly, they fell in love with each other,

And fairy said" Adin,

I am all yours 

Now let's walk to My villa of mystries, 

In the mountains, that will remain yours. 

Till you hold my hand and love not intrigues"  

Adin was stunned, when he saw a palace, 

With perisian carpets on it's floor. 

Then in central hall, he saw paintings of Alice, 

The symphonic suite, arts, poems and  more.

And a circle of pretty slave-girls standing behind, 

With hands on their breasts 

so cute and kind. 

Adin, heard the sweet voices of women,

And her rhymed lines, then they went hidden.....

And Alice, ringed a royal priest and told him 

" Sadiq! wed us, he is Adin a kind human 

And am a Alice: a winged woman"

She showed him, around and his whims- 

Extend, one day the wife said: 

"Look, Oh son of man;

If you would ever make this mystery public, 

You might never see Me again; so carry the command; 

And break not the faith. 

I pray for you "ever shine in mine (Alice's) diamond"

I admire you, hold my hand,

Let's go singing to the pine-island,

Where no other couple has yet gone, 

We will sail over the black shale,

on royal falcon ere dawn.......