She who has beautiful arched eyes and the long shiny hair
whose forehead is as likely as the crescent moon’s fair
The daughter of blessed Venus, the glory of wisdom within her
In which, I cherish, in thoughts, in love, in bliss of stir
And the smile of tulip, in which, I adore the smile
of eternal wisdom, of omnipresent, of all the soul that seek
of eternal wisdom, of omnipresent, of all the soul that seek
