1. Take it empty and bring it full
Of coffee freed from time's rule

2. The least its owner has ruled
Is that it met Anoushirwan's days

3. The monk's treasure, that he makes
An offering when his feasts come

4. A liquor whose traits aren't summed
Unless its hearer bends, drunk

5. Its glimmers, when first shown, give
Sight itself to the blind man

6. Like fire but when lit
In the cup, quenches all flames

7. No greater king in his reign
Than he who toasted with it in joy

8. How many low it uplifted and graced
Miser it opened up, coward made bold

9. A girl runs with it, when she sways
Shaming the bend of branches with her grace

10. I stayed to give it to a girl who gathered
For her lovers, beauty and goodness

11. Perfect of feature, she told of the supple branch
Watering, or the thirsty fawn

12. Red-lipped, in her right hand
A goblet of wine stains the lips red

13. And I have a noble boon companion I wouldn't
Trade for another, whoever he may be

14. A brother of jokes, whenever you're with him
In company, you find it a garden

15. Sweet of speech, and if he sings to you
You won't find him, in his tunes, a composer

16. He knows no care, that lad who knows him
Nor will you see his companion showing regret