Childhood marriage is costly, it's true;
Nine of my best horses it cost me for you.
Nascent lady, I hold with my hand
Like Snowdrop, the fairest of all in the land.

And nine horses wasn't too much to pay...
And nine horses wasn't too much to pay...

For you, each horse was for one year of age;
And one ounce of silver for each month from my wage.
Here's four silken dresses, all but one dyed;
The last is pure white, dear, to fit my pure bride.

And nine horses wasn't too much to pay...
And nine fine horses wasn't too much to pay...

Kingdoms are broken; kuffirs have all died
Let's do some loving as groom and bride;

And nine horses wasn't too much to pay...
And nine fine horses wasn't too much to pay...

For nine fine horses, you'll like me someday...
For nine fine horses, you'll like me someday...