1. With beauty so fair, it has surpassed
The dew's beauty, and made it smooth

2. You'd think his cheeks were roses
Rivaling the jasmine's scent

3. The more I look upon him
The madder I become

4. He kept pouring us wine
For years on end

5. And we sang with skill
Oh home of the yearning

6. Quench our thirst until the time of Pilgrimage
Do not deprive the thirsty