1. The gourd's sharpness racks my brain
Today's the day for chopping and paring

2. Today's the day to bid goodbye, my lord
So drink your fill of parting, as you water

3. Health to you, my lord, so drink, yet nothing but
Life lies between drinking and dissolution

4. Break your fast on a slice of impudence
Whose spittle clings to lips' rim

5. Stay safe, let death take neither
Soul nor body, annihilating all