1. O beauty of a water-bearer extending fingers
With wine flowing in necklaces of bubbles

2. She serves you sun-ripened grape juice
Rising in a sky of wild anemones

3. And awakener in the lap of one whose coquetries
Bend worries away on their heels

4. As if bodies from her kindness
Were filled with souls of infatuation

5. And as if her hand were a speaking mouth
With magic in it, the words of enchantment