A hundred rubies, sitting side by side
In many groups, in an order and with discipline
A hundred rubies, sitting side by side
In many groups, in an order and with discipline
Each of them is colorful and is shining
There is a white heart in each one's breast
My God has wrapped the rubies
Together, in some soft cloth
Both sour and sweat, and also juicy
Red and beautiful, it's a pomegranate