1. Many a day with polished face you'd think
Was set with pearls upon the cheeks,

2. Came to you leading a feast in its satchels,
Provisions of joy over the singing birds.

3. So don the white robes that were bleached,
And come out from fasting in his raiment of youth.

4. To you he turns while the bosom follows,
Joined by yearning's sunset to sunset of longing.

5. They came to congratulate you on the love
Our hearts attached, not just Palm Sunday's day.