1. Turn the cup, o cupbearer, to morning's dawn
And sweeten it with your radiant light

2. In the garden of delight she wears a gown
Of souls' flowers, their fragrance bedight

3. The garden smiles at sorrow since the knock
Of weeping that makes the eyelid take flight

4. Get drunk with coffee's bliss that woes unlock
And for ambitions eases plight

5. Quench thirst from the spring of her mouth so bright
Though in her water, fire's delight

6. Revel in the singer's voice a moment
As souls, like specters, stir in trance's height

7. The breeze blows upon the boughs that run
Like golden thread her stream makes bright

8. At dusk she wafts the scent of meadows
Having veiled them in gossamer light

9. Drink at the time of union a draft
For the gazelle mouth that cups invite

10. A gazelle with a fawn-dark lip that snares
Minds with a wounding glance so slight

11. A lip that parts to show love of cloud
And freedom to me makes right

12. Life is but drunkenness in the tavern of minds
And our gazelles with lips make bright

13. Age upon age upon age upon
Age of union where we take delight

14. My cup, my love, my soul, my desire
Naught else but this make right

15. Oh companion, I've no refuge from the desire
Of my soul - no, no, take flight!

16. For us the wine of passion is enough
Though with it phantoms stray at night

17. O full moon pause, let's toast for an hour
O draft that unlocks longing's plight

18. No blame belongs to lovers if desire rules
And ardour moans aloud in blight

19. Arise o beloved, bring that cup here
In its depths praises chant aright

20. They witnessed beauty in their minds, eschewing
All else, jesting put to flight

21. A cup with wine that woos hearts
And woos me in the cup with delight

22. Without confusion or merging for the lad
In it a lesson makes right

23. I mean that the long course of wine
Seduced mind from guidance' light