The night is painted red
and I am ready,
dressed to get undressed.
This is my night
with the king.
The sheets are fresh.
My eyes have their dark coloring.
I am jasmine with its night aroma.
I'm so happy I go out
tossing gems to the hungry.
He has put on his beautiful
dark face.
I am happy
because now my wedding night
is eternity.
What hurt me is gone.
Don't worry, friend. I'm
lucky.
The Braj prince is mine,
with all his habits
of holding up mountains and flute playing.
I don't have to go through
birth after birth.
He's taken me.