Every morning I get up

Beautiful as the Goddess

Of love in enchanted mountain



Every night I go to bed

Seductive as Yang Kuei-fei

The imperial concubine



My slender waist and thighs

Are exhausted and weak

From a night of cloud dancing

But my eyes are still lewd

And my cheeks are flushed



My old wet nurse combs

My cloud-like hair

My lover, fragrant as incense



Adjusts my jade hairpins

And draws on my silk stockings

Over my feet and legs



Perfumed with orchids

And once again we fall over

Overwhelmed with passion