1. Blame me not for temptations,
For temptations are aptly named,

2. If I were not engrossed by them,
Then who is to blame?

3. Where, where is there any like them,
Throughout the lands a home they’ve claimed,

4. Sweet scent when she draws near,
Coyness and a close embrace,

5. By the God, ten years as youth
On her beautiful visage remained,

6. And her gentle, mellifluous voice,
Softly sings her refrains,

7. I'll not forget her flirtations,
When she confided with sighs of pain,

8. Her words when she was taken,
From a sandy mound or a fortress chain,

9. You won't be pleased my lad,
With love if disdain you’ve obtained,

10. So we blended together, as the soul to the body is chained,
And we sufficed not to behold,

11. An eye of fortune if keen,
And trusted it would not sleep,

12. As a confidant restrained,
All that was from your beloved,

13. Most exquisite and pristine.