She is clothed with pleasure and love
She is vital and voluptuous
She is sweet of mouth and of lips
She is vital and voluptuous
She is radiant of face and of eyes
She is vital and voluptuous
She preserves slave, girl and mother
The fate of everything is in her hand
She preserves the flood-land and the hills
The fate of everything is in her hand
She preserves all who acclaim Her
The fate of everything is in her hand
In Her presence there is wise counsel
Women and men together receive Her light
Her word is powerful and gracious
Women and men together receive Her light
The wise ones kiss the ground before Her
Women and men together receive Her light
She enters the chamber of divine joy
She comes to Her consort in beauty
In the darkness She whispers tenderly
She comes to Her consort in beauty
She reveals the holiness of Her heart
She comes to Her consort in beauty
Who can pay Her enough homage?
Who can fathom Her great Rites?
Who can render Her sufficient fruits?
Who can fathom Her great Rites?
Who can sing Her joyous chants so sweetly?
Who can fathom Her great Rites?
Let us sing Her chants to the South Wind
Let us exalt the Queen of Heaven
Let us repeat Her verses at mid-day
Let us exalt the Queen of Heaven
Let us offer Her wild prayers to the rising moon
Let us exalt the Queen of Heaven
Let us revere the mistress of all peoples
She is the most awesome of Goddesses
Let us revere the Queen of Women
She is the most awesome of Goddesses
Let us revere the jewelled heirodule
She is the most awesome of Goddesses