1. A flock of beauties, intimates of union
Cheap to attain, difficult to avoid

2. Stole the garden's adornments with their charm
And murmured beneath its shady trees

3. Turning its narcissi into eyes
And bestowing its boughs to waists

4. Bedecking its anemones on cheeks
Embroidering the embroidery of white cheeks

5. And when they winked with their glances
They planted its saplings in bosoms

6. Amazing those whose hearts they wounded
With arrows that penetrated without armor

7. I would not have thought eyes could be
Deadly weapons, beyond iron blades