1. Neither white nor red is the complexion
Of this veiled girl who visits unveiled

2. Bare she compensates for her body with
Clothes of drinking, clothes of wine

3. Rustling, she has tender green
She wanders with it on her blushing cheek

4. She sways with languid eyes and shines
With the beauty of soft, delicate fingers

5. I wondered that she enjoys in misery
Of this life and suffers in torment

6. She has an intoxicant with which she is protected
Impenetrable at the mighty's violence

7. If we long for her one day
We say to her, that is of wonders

8. So you hear from her singing every voice
That heals each heart wounded

9. If she revived an old man with union
She restores to him the days of youth

10. And with that between us were wars
And I had no sword but my tusks