❀ Cultivated as an ideal of womanhood,
❀ Ferocious and brave she stands.
❀ She is beautiful, that we know,
❀ Courageous, not concealed.
❀ When she walks, the people adore;
❀ In honour of her beauty, the trees bow.
❀ Song of praises are raised in her name;
❀ How tender, how sweet,
❀ How loving she is!
❀ Her skin no different from the sun,
❀ Diamond and gold no matching sight to it.
❀ She is ever-glowing;
❀ An egg to be treated with care;
❀ Never to be hurt,
❀ But to always be loved!