1. Come, pour me my cup and leave those who refuse,
And moisten bones whose abode tends toward decay.

2. For my boon companion, undoubtedly honored,
Is with me, one whose love he has chosen.

3. And I do not speak to him condescendingly
Of the cup’s excess that would make him drunk against his will.

4. Rather I entertain him and honor his dignity,
Drinking what remains and pouring him what he desires.