Naked in body and soul,
without veils or concealment,
she hides nothing,
she shows her feelings.
Though her soul is desolate,
like a lifeless desert,
the golden sandstone reflects
an overflowing beauty.
She loves the dunes,
the waves of nothingness,
and the bronze rays
sculpt the enchanted moon.
From the desert her tears flow,
like oases of pain,
but still its strength
shines, like marble in bloom.
Naked in body and soul,
but full of power,
her spirit rises,
like a sun at dawn.
