Poetry In Motion

U are beautiful !

How right they to adore you!
Dark am I,Yet lovely,
daughters of the world,
dark like the night of the sleepers
like the curtains of the sun closed

Do not stare at me because I am dark,
Yet beautiful,
because I am darkened by the sun.
My mother's daughters did not love me,
because of my beauty
and made me take care of the vineyards,
My own vineyard I had to neglect.

Tell me, you whom I love,
Where you graze your flock
and where you rest your sheep at middae.
Why should I be like a Veiled woman
beside the flocks of your friends?