1. Arise and drink your cup, for it has
Thirsted as the remorseful thirsted

2. O brothers, life is but an evening,
We killed it while its wine was drunk

3. Were it not for you, O wine
Staying there would not be pleasant

4. O life, how sweet you are, if not
For the fact that your end is the cemetery

5. O moon, even you in it
Your fullness cannot be complete

6. He sang and clapped to the wine
And made the branch dance with the pigeon

7. So awake, for waking is
A day on which to awake, o sleepers