1-8 My hair is lettuce, well watered. It is the sprout of a lettuce, well watered. Its tangled coils have been tightened. My nursemaid has lifted them high and made my hair stag-like. She has tightened its small combs and brought order to my charms; my charms, my hair, the lettuce, is the fairest of plants.

9-12 The beloved has brought me into his life-giving gaze; Shu-Suen, the handsome man, has chosen me. My allure is without end.

18-20 You are our master, you are our master, of silver and lapis lazuli, you are our master. You are our farmer who brings superb grain.

21-22 He is honey to my eyes, he is the charm of my heart. May the light of life shine for him, may Shu-Suen be blessed.