In ancient land of Sidon,
There are many beauty-fools.
Beauty face with ugly noesis,
Yet men were dying to have 'em.
I speak to my leg to take me
To the ancient land of Sidon,
Where sophisticated beauty dwells.
My head pass through thick desert.
From afar, I sighted prepossessing damoiselle, whose glamorously show arrested my heart.
I urbaner the forgot I came to seek
My heart long for the damoiselle.
Night vision preached the beauty-fool damoiselle.
Day dream never shunned her prepossessing show.
I somnambulised to her roof and rant like a demon,
All mouths in her roof laughed at my action.
I'm in love with Jezebel, doom am I
Her beauty has mesmerized my righteous heart
Turning my heart to torpor
Going around shouting her name in my speeches
When shall I be bound-free from the bedazzle of Jezebel?
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