They bathe me down in jasmine and put roses on my hair
Dress me up, I was chosen for the sultan’s bed again
My innocence was promised to you many moons ago
Loyal guard, now you bring the concubine to royal lust
Don’t face me
Mat busslesh keda
Don’t hurt me
Mat aablesh albi
Don’t hurt me
Mat aablesh albi
He takes me as you look away
You can’t take what is mine
I think of you to kill the pain
You can’t break what is mine
Oh, beyond the fire
My love is yours, my body’s vain
Beyond the fire
I pray each night you rescue me and ride us far away
But once more, maids are coming with red roses in their hands
Don’t you take her
Take it before you break it, don’t wanna take it
Make it before you cry
To break it, you wanna take it, you wanna break it
Make it before you cry
You can’t take what is mine, break what is mine
Take what is mine
You can’t take away my life