1. It is a tavern with wonders galore
Adorned with flowers and reeds

2. Under the shade it spent the night flirting
With the breeze of a moonlit cloudy night

3. And lit by a lantern with flawless glass
With a flickering ardent flame

4. Bacchus inside, its patron
Was still dazed by the wonders upon awakening

5. He thought it was sorcery that shaped it
Made of ruby and gold

6. His pitcher was studded with pearls
Adorning a crystal goblet

7. The images around seemed alive
With bated breath

8. They left their picture frames
And walked to him in a wedding march

9. One played the strings
With the most exquisite feeling

10. Another, a fair nymph like the moon
Bent to kiss his lips with the cup

11. Was that really his tavern? What a marvel!
Or just a figment of dreams and fantasies?

12. Who summoned the imagination and brought near
Venus emerging from the sea!

13. In a parade depicting elation
Swaying with magic and allure

14. On each side a lad leapt up
Clutching the arm of a belle

15. Glowing with youth and passion
Wearing strange attire

16. Their red clothes seemed as if
They came from a butcher's booth!

17. They sat chatting as they arrived
Awaiting the tavern door to open

18. Whispering, and their whispers a melody
Flowing to the clinking of cups

19. If you ask the barman, he says: they are
Art lovers, men of refinement

20. If not for the tobacco smoke you'd think them
Demigods and masters!

21. From each, hair flowed like halos
As if pieces of the new moon

22. His hookah breathes in the horizon
Almost scorching the dome of the sky

23. It scattered around it flakes
As if amidst raging battle

24. And when inspiration came to him
He broke out reciting extempore

25. Saying poetry on the spur of the moment
Exciting the broken-hearted to laughter

26. Bacchus tells of their wonders
Strange tales and news

27. Stories circulating about his friends
And the damsels, tempting to the onlooker

28. And of sin in their ways
Beginning with Adam or Eve?

29. The muses around them
Frequently wink and gesture

30. They are amused at what drink does to them
And enjoy their boredom and slumber

31. And they turned around when a specter appeared!
An artist walked in through the door

32. A brunette adorned with flowers
Cast off her wraps to impress

33. And danced among them but they only glimpsed
The steps of a fleeting spirit

34. And the goblet flowed to the tune
Of the heart-stirring melody on lute

35. And joy escalated in the tavern's air
For a goddess who fled the forest

36. It's a dance but it seems a dream
And suddenly "Venus" stretches out a hand

37. The cup in it and she glows
A heart shaken by its eternal call:

38. A Negro girl judges art?
The art of the immortal is lost in vain!

39. The brunette smiles and replies:
Was art spirit or body?

40. Oh you poets, woe to you!
The night has passed and day has broken!