1. Pour it for me, for dawn has passed through the gloom,
A potion the color of flickering fire, ruby red.

2. He handed me a cup whose edges shone,
Flowing with rubies and hollowed pearls.

3. When we savored its blend, it seethed,
And I saw its foam shining, condensing.

4. A gazelle circles it, a human yearning,
Turning a glance, languid and tender.

5. Knowing the glances of lovers, discerning,
Surrendering his eyes whenever fearful.

6. He whispered to me and turned his gaze,
Sweeter than the whisper of hopes, gentlest.

7. He steered the secrets of love from their course,
And met them with his love, welcoming.