Oh, blessed is the wind that caresses your face,
The sun at dawn, when awakened, my dear.
No flower can best your beauty and grace.
And see, high above, the clouds giving chase
To the breath that has kissed the lobe of your ear.
Oh, blessed is the wind that caresses your face.
Your hair, in the breeze, is linen and lace;
Your lips, in the eve, have filled me with cheer.
No flower can best your beauty and grace.
When the sun smiles upon your arms in embrace,
Your eyes, full of life, like embers, appear.
Oh, blessed is the wind that caresses your face.
As you twirl in your dance, your steps I'll retrace;
The day that we wed, I'll forever revere.
No flower can best your beauty and grace.
Oh, come, my beloved, let's go to our place
And ignite our love till sunrise is here.
Oh, blessed is the wind that caresses your face.
No flower can best your beauty and grace.