I come to her house for love with a basket of red petals

Men-friend tell me what a fool to go to the girl

Come, man, come fish shark, strong white shark

At midnight come fish golden snapper along the warm black


But I decide my mind and come to her for love

Her dress is patterned with blue dragon-flies

She has put a red bead in each ear

Green lizards run in her eves

Her body has the scent of sun-dried khus-khus grass

The sweet fibres she has put between the linen since midday

She has washed her mouth with milk

She has rubbed her lips with bay leaves

She has made her limbs clean with water from a green


Now she offers me a few plums and palm-wine from a gourd of scarlet leather.