I am behind the shades of love and,
You are respected by Yezreel and Laish;
But i am weaned from the milk and drawn from the breasts,
And like the first fruit of love before summer.
Natalya and i will respect you and,
Of your muse so presented to me like a gift!
Because i am behind the shades of your love,
And i will do anything for you my sweet one.