She rides the sandworm of space!<br />She guides through all storms<br />Into the land of gentle winds.<br />Though we sleep by the snake's den,<br />She guards our dreaming sould.<br />Shunning the desert heat,<br />She hides us in a cool hollow.<br />The gleaming of her white teeth<br />Guides us in the night. <br />By the braids of her hair<br />We are lifted to heaven!<br />Sweet fragrance, flower-scented,<br />Surrounds us in her presence.