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?