1. I'm amazed at how she makes minds crave her every evening,
Plundering the remorseful while she is plundered between them,

2. And more amazing than that is whenever she grows extreme,
The more she overwhelms reason, the more her drinkers love her.

3. A previous drink that kills reason when imbibed,
Yet revives the soul, body and heart from it.

4. A freed woman whose freshness made her old desirable,
And her core refused to be anything but gentle from her rawness.

5. A veiled one amidst occasions whose light
Pierces through the veils with the sheen of her cover.

6. Cloudy when seen in her vessel,
Though called “bright” for the clarity of her color.

7. When touched by temperament she becomes pained
And mouths foam as she fills with dread.

8. More wondrous still is that water is her father
Yet she returns angry wherever she tries kissing him.

9. An old woman - when unveiled from her covers -
Shows you liveliness like a lad in his prime.

10. She’s the sun except that in her rising
When mixed in her cup, stars shine forth.

11. When pure in her goblet, unveiled,
Increasing the souls of her beholders in wonder.

12. The repentant bite their fingers over her
And each laments his reason in sorrow.

13. When we sense her, we admit that
In leaving her we undertook a grave endeavor.

14. I’ve never seen a wise one repent abstaining himself,
By God, how ignorance blinds fools!

15. So rouse, let's head for morning's coolness,
As a drinking friend pleases me when he stirs.

16. And crookedly, we'll wait out nights' gloom at dawn
When clouds hustle to wait out the clouds.

17. And keep my daybreak alive with grape wine,
Intoxicating me with it each day, don't neglect its drinking.

18. For the slain by spirits are soon to rise
When you gorge cups for them poured.

19. When her soul's breath fans him once,
He'll come alive again after tasting anguish.

20. So many a night I've revived in merriment,
Spending life plundering it voraciously.

21. And we'd establish the night patrol its right
After drinking bouts, erecting landmarks for it.

22. We'd respond when the morn caller invited us,
And implore the Hearer of daybreak when He called.

23. With a fortunate night we ignite its moisture,
And in its vessels kindle juicy candles.

24. With a wind imprinted contrary to its letters
It makes a constricted chest spacious from its heat.

25. It almost became the soul, not mere wind,
The potency of its nature would have, had its essence been juicy.

26. We smelled its fragrance in cups, so it intoxicated,
How can it be reasonable when used for drinking?

27. If the sheen of its face gleamed in the night,
You'd see the night's darkness illuminated by its light.

28. If but a drop of it fell on stone,
You'd see the stone's surface sprout plants.

29. It is nothing but the origin of all delight,
How much grief it has solaced, how much distress relieved!

30. When joy mills, it revolves, and no sensible one sees
A pole but the cup of rapture it centers.