When I lifted the veil,
Found I
A sweet and dreaming face,
So lovely and beautiful,
A maiden so young and romantic.
When I lifted the veil
Out of her face,
Saw I
To my astonishment
The eyes so lustrous,
The lips so pink and rosy
And the cheeks so lovely!
When lifted I,
Uncovered, unmasked I the face,
My God, saw I
A fair and fine face
So lovely and fresh,
Just like a flower,
Just like a painting
Never seen before.
Just like a photograph
Appeared she before,
Breaking free from
The wooden frame,
A beauty with the dreamy eyes
And lovely heart,
Burquawalli, I love you,
I love you, burquawalli.
When lifted I the veil,
Saw a moon,
A moon-face standing before me,
A heart pulsating in love,
Waiting for and greeting me,
A dream girl,
A beauty queen, a flower princess
She, my burquawalli.
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