In the hamlet of Lampang
In the hamlet of Lampang, there lived a little girl, Often by early morning; I had seen Zeynep Grazing cattle nearby Lampang, pretty like a pearl. She was not dismayed by the wolves, one-step Away roaming freely in the dense grassy fields. Zeynep was a firm shepherd, grazing the farm Animals in the hissing weather, fancy leads Where the the eyes feel unharmed. Singing she was thrilling ghazals at lunch hour; In the sunshine, when the little lambs enjoy Shadow dance with flashing beams in the air. On the other side, the hired mowers try to steal Their hours, in the river side I did see Zeynep, Wandering away in her future marriage joy. She acquired pensive eyes, quite witty and wise, Lambs love to make baby rattles on grassy paths. She used to interact with her forgotten dreams, And with tamed wilds like her twin tabby cats. In unruffled evening, she departs to home, In shade of poplar trees, to face penal's by her step Parents, that was an...