1. Your beauty and the brimming cup
Renewed my youth, so I got drunk

2. A dream of days and serene nights
Passed through my life, and I passed through

3. I'm drunk, and some is left in the cup
What wine from the vines of eternity did I squeeze?

4. Ah, bring it close, bring the cup near
And serve it to me, my Andalusian

5. Don't say which inspiring voice
Led our souls, so we came and met

6. Your fermented blood mixed with mine
A soul from the past passionately calls to us

7. My soul mate! Bring it to my lips
If we drink or revel, what's it to us?

8. Ah, bring it from perfect beauty
And serve it to me, my Andalusian

9. The first glance was one of two glances
Then it became a word between us

10. Love is amazed by two foreigners
He didn't say “You”...nor did she say “I”

11. We swam above a valley of two slopes
Under a horizon of clouds and brilliance

12. I imagined her with Arab traits
And called “You, my Andalusian”

13. I woke at sunset’s shadow
Kissing the flowers and the leaves of trees

14. I left her between a lover and his beloved
A goodbye kiss before the journey

15. She looked back at the wondrous valley
Images fading after images

16. And I heard her soft whisper
You, my soul, my Andalusian

17. We stopped by a shore of saplings
And snuck away alone after the crowds

18. I said, and night follows day:
Will you be mine tonight in melody and wine?

19. We exiles have no family or homes
If we turn these into cups of wine

20. Ah, bring it like your cheeks, so pure
And serve it to me, my Andalusian

21. A tavern welcomed us with a charming tune
Like the legends of olden times

22. Its walls gilded in gold
Captivated love and beauty's passions

23. She said “Drink!” I said “As you wish, let’s drink
Fill both our cups, for we are thirsty”

24. A Roman or Babylonian wine
Serve it to me, my Andalusian

25. She cheered me, her hands in mine
Teasingly raising the cup in joy

26. What passionate lyre did I leave
To speak of the secrets of my heart?

27. I said: a child from the dawn of time
Mixing melodies of wine and love

28. A golden cup in his hands
So serve it to me, my Andalusian

29. The night passed, calling to wandering souls
Every imagination and youthful folly

30. The lamp faded, except the cup of relief
Its light flickering and leaping

31. It challenged the glow of dawn
So we stayed by it, side by side

32. Sipping it at daybreak, fresh
As I sang to you, my Andalusian

33. My Andalusian bride
Your home is far, and the caravan is near

34. Where are the dreams of the moonlit nights?
The lakes strolling with us?

35. Remember, between the golden cups,
A tavern, if only it had lasted for us

36. When I call you morning and night
Serve it to me, my Andalusian