Small brown she of brown eyes,
the curves of its arms enchant the birds.
The waves of the sea alone exist to see it
to dance under the moonlight bathes that you, golden.
Its voice dims the shout of birds,
whichever the forest,
whichever the sea,
you are the most beautiful god of all they.
You are light, you are desire.
As the Sun is for the Moon.
The source of honey for many, that they only pass as spectators.