1. I was inclined to temptation and passion
And my feet used to run into misfortunes

2. For how many nights have I spent
In fleeting joy and miserable life

3. Serving me a drink in moderation
Competing with my mind for tranquility

4. A potion that does not frighten departure
Nor fears death or demise

5. When it rises above a noble steed
Quenching the deep-rooted mountains

6. It has two cheeks that guaranteed my devotion
As affectionate doves guarantee their young

7. It serves me and transfers me smoothly
Like the coolness of water in a barren liver

8. Against its love, my money depletion was trivial
And fear of its disconnection makes my eyelids weep

9. My crescent of beauty in moderation
For the softness of its face softened my faith

10. When it pours in a cup of potion
It takes away the sorrow from a sad heart

11. And handed me a drink happily
And I took the cup from its smooth hand

12. A potion I contained in a rectangular vessel
I jokingly opened it to contain me

13. And a day it whitened my eyes pleasantly
I cut with a melancholic lute

14. I drank the comfort that intoxicated me
With light and jasmine delight

15. A drink whose charm I witnessed
Sobering me from lamenting passions

16. And I started leaning from drunkenness and fervor
Not knowing my left from my right