1. The companion of joy intoxicated me,
The drink intoxicated me with youth,

2. And the night with the bright forehead,
With the short tails of clothes.

3. So I hunted from it a white dove
That preens away from the crow,

4. And the light is smiling and the cheek
Of the rose veiled.

5. It inspires with the morals of friends,
There is no cloud over there,

6. And both are a scattering as
They scattered rhymes in speech.

7. So it is as if a drinking cup
Of wine laughed at them from affection.