1. I ransom you, O most perfect of people in beauty
And most fit to take as a beloved

2. So your face is the adornment of sights in beauty
And your voice is the pleasure of hearings, sweet

3. And an inquirer inquiring about you, we told her
In describing you, wondrous wonder

4. A gazelle approached and a nightingale sang
Carnations shone and partridge strutted