The Deep Emerald Forest 

Amidst the deep emerald forest, down winds a stream, 

Dense and dark, gloomily shrouded in mist.

Songs of birds chirping away,

Such is their nature, lively and gay.

The block of fog, infused with sleet,

Dark and blurry, surrounded like a heavy heap.

My darling, so pleasing is the state! 

The river flows fast, slithering like a snake.

The sandy bank glints like silver

Brings reminiscence as it glitters.

Only when it reaches midday, does the sun shine through

The forest floor becomes warmer yet cool.

Huge caves magnificent like a palace

Streams and springs drift with grace.

Plenty are the flora in the trees

Which grow as thick as thieves.

Waiting for Gangaw to bloom,

Filled with hope so true.

Fragrance of Padauk flowers sweeps through the air,

Uniquely spread but still a whiff so rare.

Tharaphe and Inngyin looking like gold,

Blooming everywhere, whiter than white but brightly glow.

Khatta as well as Ponnyet-

Attractively sweet, scented and fresh.

Lotus and golden waterlilies, 

Lakes crowded with birds:

Phoenix and peacock, 

Calling out as crazy,

Soaring up the sky,

Singing their songs in rhyme.

The carp precious as gold,

Swimming along with the river catfish

As if they were in a watery bowl,

To and fro but in good spirits.

English (Translated by Cho Lwin Phu)