were a flower:
pin you on my pocket, close to my heart,
cherish your fragrance; above all you tower.
my long road, in unfavorable weather,
am wet with frost; I bathe in you.
were a bird:
take with me the litte pretty pet
have your sweet love songs always heard.
were the muse:
adore the masterpieces,
for you into all my youth to infuse.
darling, I am so afraid!
If you were
flower: crowds would feast their eyes upon you!
folks would venture into wind and dew!
bird: spreading your wings, high sky to recover,
would fly off and quit this lover!
you are the outstanding verse,
am not able to broider with words too terse,
I dote on you with all my heart!
thus, I yield to your trend.
Do your part!
joys of life on you depend...
Vietnamese poem by VÕ ĐÌNH TIÊN
English translation by THANH-THANH