As emerald eyes peek out of sable hair,

I'll do my best to try not to stare,

For I know those eyes will draw me in,

Abreast with that sultry, arcane grin,

O, that magic dance! That magic dance!

A shimmering, harlequin, ensorcell, prance!

You enchanting, spellbinding, beguiling dame,

Have kindled in my heart a frolicsome flame,

Mirthful song vocalizes from drums and a horn,

It's impossible to be even half forlorn,

But besides all this glamour, through and through,

I remain completely in love with you,

O, that magic dance! That magic dance!

A shimmering, harlequin, ensorcell prance!

Your face holds that mysterious gleam,

Fair maiden, is this all a dream?