1. My brother, the moon speaks after silence
And the dawn breeze blows after stillness

2. So precede the morning light, for it is
My drink that revives me and nourishes me

3. For if you left me to rule, my resting place
Would only be next to it, and my lodging place

4. Seeming dead when you describe it to me, you find it
Rising above my descriptions of it and attributes

5. As if you invoke by it the diffusion of aged ambergris
And musk in cups of a delicate constitution

6. On the face of a slender statured one, as if when
The wind sways him, he is a bending branch of mulberry

7. Of summer, but beauty most suits him
Of glory in whatever he desires and omnipotence

8. And his Lord poured it into the mould of beauty
So it came out a wonder of kingship

9. O nunnery superior, make a hand for us
And stand, serve us our drinks you have served

10. And your rule in it, seek and stir
With my authority you are given what you wished and wanted

11. The smallest thing, O yours are goodness with us
If our sulkers get angry and become content

12. And O mistress of the lute, extend from our souls
Upon it some of your wealth you were enriched

13. My resolve was lacking in drinking wine
Though the bird of my reputation flew through the horizons

14. My flirts in my drinking of wine, calm them
Upon you, for you have distracted me and busied me

15. Leave me be, do not prevent me from drinking wine forever
Lest I become an abstainer, nor is my drinking of it lethal

16. I will drink it alive and if I die, sprinkle
My bier with it, to water my veins you have watered