"Like a kurinci flower,.
that blossomed just this morning
on the high mountain, is her body.
Like flowers from a large fountain, put side by side,
are her eyes cool and eye-brows dark.
Like that of a peacock is her beauty.
Like that of a red-striped parrot is her speech.
Her upper arms are large.
Like that of a statue is her form;
such is this girl"
With loving heart and in many ways
so praises the mother and never forgets this maid
whose fragrant hairs do not fail to be scented with oil.
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