AGHARESE,
Fairer to me art thou than a thousand virgins
Beholding thy face bringeth me joy
Your breast satisfieth my thirst
In thee I have found rest
Now I lusteth no more
Enchanted am I by your beauty
I am so glad you are mine
I will love you beyond satiety
Forget the world
We must be left in oblivion
Enjoy I must the gift of your love
Fair one, come dance with me in the twilight
For in you and you alone is my delight
Come into my arms, into your eyes I must see the light
Whisper softly in my ears
Sing softly of our love
Caress my masculine heart with thy loving words
Beholding thy face bringeth me joy
Fairer to me art thou than a thousand virgins
AGHARESE
