1. Take from life, for ages are fleeting,
And time is turning, and life is fading.

2. In the cup-bearer at dawn lingers
A replacement for the sun at noon.

3. As though the Pleiades were the palm
Of a generous one, opened, not closed.

4. The wine cups circled around us brimming,
And opposing the darkness, intercepting in the air.

5. Until I saw the stars of night hidden
As though they were eyes filled with sleep.