1. Praise wine for its virtues,
And name it with its finest names.

2. Do not let water overcome it,
Nor give it power over its substance.

3. Like an emancipated slave girl
Who has endured captivity for ages,

4. Until most of her limbs had wasted away,
Leaving her master naught but her last locks.

5. She revolved, alive without blame,
The souls that pine for her and her likes.

6. And there is a group who drink wine
Who, though few, are its equals.