β Cultivated as an ideal of womanhood,
β Ferocious and brave she stands.
β She is beautiful, that we know,
β Courageous, not concealed.
β When she walks, the people adore;
β In honour of her beauty, the trees bow.
β Song of praises are raised in her name;
β How tender, how sweet,
β How loving she is!
β Her skin no different from the sun,
β Diamond and gold no matching sight to it.
β She is ever-glowing;
β An egg to be treated with care;
β Never to be hurt,
β But to always be loved!