1. He made me drink from his hands and eyes
Two draughts from matured wine

2. So I spent the night moaning from his drinks
Yearning, having been tested with two sorrows

3. A crescent moon is shining, a full moon is for nine
And two have passed after two

4. He turns from the winebearer, daughter of seven
And one passed after two

5. I say to him, though he dismissed the wine-pourers
Make it return and give us the two comforts