You are like the rain that cascades from the clouds,
Now I’m wet with your love,
Your movement is the one that mesmerizes me,
Your curves charm me, now I’m seeing double,
You’re like a vibrant white daisy that floats on a clean water,
Or a pink tulip; bright and folded with beauty.
You intoxicate me like a new palm wine,
And as you wiggle your buttock-
You banish me into a long period of unconsciousness.

I must tell you to veil your face from my friends,
And never to show your hips covered with expensive velvet,
For they will die of want and glow with envy.

Ìbàdí àrán:
The scent of the flowers cannot deluge your fragrance form me,
And when you smile; its like a venom-
Every man dies, while you become my own antidote,
Even my heartbeat hums the tune of love
As your veil flutters over my eyes…

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