1. A day whose clouds
have donned my turban of resolve,

2. veiling with it the sun of midday
like the wings of partridges.

3. So the rain weeps for it
and lightning laughs gloatingly,

4. and thunder preaches eloquently
while the air remains mournfully silent.

5. The meadow is watered by life
and the light looks on pallidly.

6. So drink and enjoy a paradise
and rejoice, for life is fleeting.