O! beautiful rose in the red garden
Waiting to be plucked by an Angel
O! summer's lady
No lustful eyes
Can let go
Your attractive beauty
Hot fire in the ice
Your body is a warming hut
Smells like the finest perfume
No lustful eyes
Can let go those two pointed objects
Standing in your chest
Which makes men run after you
O! honey among the rocks
That sweetens every taste
What lustful eyes can let go
Your sensuous eyeballs
Your voice is like
The sweet sound of music
People love to hear you speak
Your large backyard
Dangling up and down
Has led men
Into the valley of lust
No lustful eyes can let go
Your attractive body.
... which makes men run after you. The poet is simply saying that the lady is a toast of every man who comes across her because of her magnetic beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O! honey among the rocks That sweetens every taste