1. Although to every heart she may seem far,
If she draws near and comes to one afar,

2. She soothes the hearts with her gentle breeze,
And sets their passions all afire with ease.

3. Her face seemed gold - it captured every eye,
As if with saffron it was gilded high.

4. Like perfumed camphor that pure gold enfolds,
Her scent fills all the air as she beholds.