His manifold movements
toy with hearts.
He removes his garments
and is clothed in enchantment.

Supple as a branch
playful as a gazelle
his undulating motions
dally with the intelligence
of onlookers
as fate makes playthings of men.

And when he presses down on his head
with his feet
he is like a well-tempered sword
bent double
tip touching the pommel.

Translation by Cola Franzen