1. The charm and sweetness of wine avoided me,
My soul grew thirsty and its pallor prolonged.

2. My circumstances, if time would treat them kindly,
Would not spend the night depressed and gloomy.

3. The dishevelment of empty flasks is as though
They're the chests of men, left devoid of their hearts.

4. I bid you drink not like the rain clouds, for you
Are the foremost cure, and the healer of its need.