1. The youth revels in bounty though homeless,
Among maidens attended by stars.

2. The drum ecstasies him in drunkenness, I contemplate him,
If he sobers bid farewell to the flute's melodies.

3. The glance roams in singing damsels' arms,
Alas! From their singing hope no birds' return.

4. This is life, no days spent
On earth going from place to place

5. Zealously serving views that avail you naught,
Though reaching them wearies journeys.

6. And a position you gained no cheer from
Of livelihood but wages of pilgrim guide.

7. O youth, come, for God created us
And the Bountiful Lord is forgiving.

8. Today is wine so heed not tomorrow
Nor anxiety for prosperity and loss.

9. In the arena of fate the race
Has no rules and is not for a course.