1. O Lord, I witnessed a gathering of pleasure
Reluctantly, as night spread its wings

2. The youth gathered with their sons
An old man with white hair among them

3. As if every strand of white hair
In his head was a lit lamp

4. I was deprived of the cup
Which the remorseful sip from

5. Except its aroma that was worrying intoxication
And its song sounding like weeping in my ears

6. We reminisced about the prime of youth
That dismissed worries and owned joys

7. Sons of an era who excel among them
Inholding fast the wine glass, so it overflowed

8. They made their sharpness listening,
And instead of daggers between them, goblets

9. As if their mouths pulsated for them
With drinking from their bodies, spirits

10. Until when they woke up at dawn, I slipped away
And morning found no morning for old age among them

11. Why should I struggle against a generation
That roamed the field of bliss and battled

12. Decked out, complaining of arms
For whom old age left no arms