If you go to the market
You'll see her crying
A pretty woman amid the fruit
Taking out another handkerchief
The sellers yell to her
What's wrong sweetheart?
It's my love that doesn't want me
He's found a young girl
Here, take some apples and dates
Sweeten your day
He's not worth the pain
that is stirring in your heart.
She loves the man
That doesn't love her
A flowery dress,
Cheeks like lilies,
Aren't enough for you
You want a poster girl
With no life experience
You want a young girl
Frozen and without wrinkles
Here, take some apples and dates
Sweeten your day
He's not worth the pain
That's stirring in your heart
And she waits here
Among the market stands
For you want this lover
Only when it suits you
Here, take some apples and dates
Sweeten your day
He's not worth the pain
That's stirring in your heart