Ashoo at her lattice

My sad eyes gaze o'er the river,

They are dim and wet with tears;

Lonely and dark as the river –

The long, long years.

Soubahna!

My jasmine chains are faded

And their fragrance pass'd away.

Does thy love, like a flower, Soubahna,

But last a day?

Soubahna!

But, hush! a boat on the waters,

And a voice that softly sings,

A boat like a bird o'er the waters,

For love hath wings,

Row hither, Soubahna!

'Neath my casement the river flows;

I send thee a message, Soubahna,

I fling thee a rose!