1. I alighted at Utrujjah’s tavern,

    and what a fine resting-place her tavern is!

  2. Then we cast religion aside in her house,

    until we had stripped ourselves of it utterly.

  3. Wine shakes hands with itself there,

    and there we sow seed in salt flats.

  4. Every keen listener is clear-sighted in passion,

    yet blind to right guidance and deaf of ear.

  5. At last, when the sun there gave notice

    to her yellow tents that their tethers should be untied,

  6. they departed from the wine, having substituted

    the gait of chess viziers for the gait of rooks.

Sol 6.1