1. I have intoxicated my hearing with wine
And taken to loving the prattle of the ruby liquid

2. So keep pouring, that I may delight my onlookers
With the rising of a sun in the firmament of a vessel

3. The wind wished the water to extinguish its sun
So its fires hissed at the water

4. A golden cluster, flaming, in the vines, in the goblets, in my belly