1. His glance, so alluring, is a master sorcerer
Learned in magic, a natural born enchanter

2. With his brow, near the temple of his cheek
And the arch of his brow lifted high

3. Each morn he watches the brilliant sun enter
And guards the garden of his cheek

4. So from the narcissus of his eyes he fashions a sword
And from myrtle branches, armor he crafted