1. A night whose stars reveal themselves to me
A wine the color of slaughtered blood, red

2. Like fire and water, however it's described, whatever's said
In truth there's neither fire nor water

3. A wanton virgin in humbleness and in a goblet
Marvel at her, wanton yet chaste

4. As if amid the gloom and drizzle she's struck
By lightning that gives her an aura

5. A mellow drinker pursues her, his cloak
Of ample folds, his cheek rosy

6. He occupies places in my heart and in my sight
This blackness, and from that, radiance

7. And her ferment is a draught, pure
Like the wind, so with the pale one, pale

8. A people blamed her drinking, but knew not
Alas, that blame itself's enticement

9. Evil were those who forbade drinking her, for
Her servers acted well, and came to no evil