1. O cupbearer, my hearing has turned away from my sight
On the pitch black night of autumn

2. It left and did not come back, leaving
In the depths of my soul the worst trace

3. What can I say, and if I complained, then of
The injustice of fate and the cruelty of destiny

4. My chest is contracted and no wonder
And my soul is ransacked by anxiety and boredom

5. And it established my sorrows and seated them
In my wings, the strings humming

6. And the cup in my right hand watches me
Sparking so I drink it cautiously

7. And I forced it down in anguish
Above the sands, and spent the night in hell

8. And my friends left when they drank
Exchanging the witticisms of the night talk

9. How excellent are my boon companions, may they never perish
They shine like the stars of the dawn

10. O cupbearer, and dreams are wandering
Have mercy, bring them back to the destitute

11. O cupbearer, and days are gloomy
For God's sake, sing and dance and scatter

12. O cupbearer, and fates are mocking
Us, and we did not mock or scatter

13. Arise, and let us mock as we were mocked
By every hoarder and monopolist

14. Why do I cheerfully greet the sun at sunset
With the most amazing poems

15. Why do I bid it farewell in tears when it rises
And return gloomy

16. Why do I see the crows flying
While the falcon, my heart's blood, does not fly

17. Why do I see my neighbor atone for me
And offer sacrifice to the rock

18. Why do I see the naked asking about Layla's house
From everyone clothed

19. Why do I see the pauper panting in
The violent wind and pouring rain

20. Why do I see Simeon oppress him
And sleep comfortably on couches

21. Why do I see the cistern inflated
And his shirt pulled from the back

22. Why do I see Samson wound me
And tell his cousin, apologize

23. Why do I see love is said to kill those
Who love a female or male

24. Your estrangement has been long, O spring, oh
The misery of birds and flowers

25. The world of absurdities has become
The fire of lions and paradise of donkeys

26. Who will get me a noose to pull
Some necks and a sharp sword

27. O philosopher who will blow in the horn
Extravagantly, await the resurrection

28. Those who compare Layla to her father
Are far apart like coal and pearls

29. The son of Eve stole our rooster at night
And our chickens through him are in danger

30. And the rat drinks their eggs happily
Oh the confusion of thoughts

31. If you are hungry, o hunter, do not
Tire, and leave the birds in the trees

32. And come talk to us and join us
And eat the finest fruits like others

33. Do not think, o cupbearer, that my
Hand is tied, the hand of harm is tied

34. For the free from the injustice of time here
And there between the fang and claw

35. O beauty, here you are, smash my goblet
For the cup has gone around the cows

36. Do not be surprised at what I have cracked
For fire cannot be without sparks

37. O beauty, and my eyelids have grown heavy
Bring the medicine and line my eyes