1. I take refuge, for the deputies are with observation
And indeed, one's joy is not immortal

2. If a day of good living passes
Connect it with a day of comfortable good living

3. And a goblet of its beauty and grace
Even if the cessation of passion and trinkets appears

4. It gives you an unfinished cup as if
Its occurrences are the pupils of a polished coat of mail

5. As if its heights are conversations’ whiteness
Waving on the reddening of a red pocket