How fair you are 
how undefiled, 
I find no words fit for thee 
my lily among the thorns 
rise up my love [bad word] away for lo 
the winter is over and gone and the rains has passed away. 
the gentle flowers appear in the blackened earth, 
I hear the voice of a thousand birds, 
I see the vines with tender grapes. 
(I hear the whispers of the wind) 
arise [bad word] away, 
let us flee my love, 
do not turn away, 
I am bound by thee, my crown I lay down. 
My royal masquerade. 
To you I am just a simple man, 
naked is my soul, my heart is yours. 
You have conquered me, 
the land is vast, let us flee.