1. The sun of the vineyards has dawned
And its rays have overwhelmed the day

2. Pure wine has been described and delighted
Pass it around to small and great

3. It was neither pressed nor fermented
Nor was its bottle fused by fire

4. We drank it in a monastery where
None dwelt but the stripped monks

5. Our friendship with wine is old and dear
And the youth's drunkenness with it no shame

6. A gentle candlebearer arose among the people
Dragging the train of his stately robe

7. We distracted them from themselves and they became lost
Not even drinking oceans could quench their thirst

8. You see them staring blankly, senseless
Stripped without choice

9. And upon entering the monastery they cast
Their staffs as they felt the neighboorhood

10. As the Kalim had cast down his staff
And fled in fear of escape

11. And they left their capital fallen
There, and came destitute

12. Squandering their money became binding upon them
As questioning becomes binding in need

13. The tongue of Shatray is raging at them
And it is best to be patient with their state