1. How often you claimed in days gone by, over cups,
That you were my supporters and brothers.

2. Until the schemes of my enemy stole from me
My security, and unjustly sought to end me.

3. So I cried out, begging for your help,
But found none among you to give me refuge.

4. Your oaths were false, and your faces
Were like wine in their hues when I was sober.

5. And I felt regret when I awoke, unlike what
Filled me with joy when I was drunk.