If my Love were a Fountain

If my Love were a Fountain
O fairest among women
How beautiful you are,
If my love were a fountain. . .
It would overflow,
And follow to a river,
Where only you could go.
If my love were a desert,
Its touch a scorching fire,
Only you could quench
The passions of my desire.
Ah, you are beautiful, my love;
Ah, you are beautiful, my love;
You are beautiful, my love.