1. O night of joy in which my insomnia ceased
Until the dawn broke through its darkness

2. We were served a drink from the daughter of Daskara
Whose elegance in her robes was unmatched

3. The herder chose her during harvest
Red and black, as if she were essence itself

4. Until when in the basin he prepared her
Saffron and cloves mingled with her

5. He stored her safely in the basin where she matured
Fearing no corruption, rot, or decay

6. Fifty years passed until she aged
And the greenery of her youth turned to withered leaves

7. They brought her in jugs, gently swaying
In a gait so mesmerizing and sublime

8. They hurried to take her virginity
With a critic whose youth was so fickle

9. From her poured a blood like fine spray
Which would cure even the stroke-ridden invalid

10. The lords competed for her, tearing her apart
As if they were torn pieces of the same rag

11. They drank coffee aged and refined
With a murmuring in the brain that excites

12. They gave her master his rightful due
As white as swords that glitter and glow

13. He brought her like a creature in a goblet
Blooming within it, luminous and bright

14. As if our flask, when beaten,
Were an ancient sheikh, venerable and devout

15. As if she and the whisk were struck
By a flaming meteor burning bright

16. As if circling her neck were the skin
Of a serpent, hissing and writhing in coils

17. In a gathering with no vulgarity
Only pleasant words and eloquent speech