1. Come, give me a cup to drink, and another cup
And fill it three times, no, six times over

2. For in drinking it I do not transgress
Sprinkling dew that makes the gravel glisten

3. My beloved, whenever I meet him, turns away
So if I brought him consolation, it would console me

4. When my dear one appears as a shining moon
And a branch, if he bends it, supple and lithe

5. And his lips smile, from a mouth like an anemone
And his cheek grows rosy and fresh

6. I have shed my chaste modesty for his love
And have not reproached my beloved at all

7. So love makes lawful what was shameful before
And intimacy permits what was forbidden