1. If we were sent back from the graves, suffice it
That I am a worshipper of your beauty's magic

2. What angers God if I were
An angel worshipping Him through you

3. The heart fluttered at your first glance
And its beats softened thereafter

4. And intense affection turned into love
Nurtured by my devotion and your extreme charm

5. So enter my temple and heal my state
And rejoice and chant the revelations of your imagination