The destinies of two worlds meet
in the middle of this earthly existence.
Your bosom reveals eternal charm to God
but to every man, an insidious adoration.
A herd of lions adore your skin,
it's pure wisdom, an enigma so serene.
Ah, a luminous face, fragile hands,
like waterfalls they fail not to enchant!
A deep and grieving navel begets the angels,
they too fall in sweet surrender.
Thou cast no stone unto thy form,
her beauty is now my kingdom!