1. In longing, we greet one another through you,

    Whenever a drinker kisses the brimming cup.

  2. And I have basil for you, its carpet adorned

    With blossoms, as stars adorn the sky,

  3. And a train like the trailing trains of gowns,

    Sandalwood-scented, in which full-breasted maidens strut.

  4. A waterer watered it with rose-tears he made flow,

    And a mixer blended camphor with musk for it.

  5. And the north winds have been loosed within it; turned back

    And fettered at its two sides are the south winds.

  6. And a vessel holding the water of life for young men,

    Whose life lies in savoring drinks.

  7. The coarsest clothing robes it, yet only

    Its fine striped fabrics and delicate cloths befit it,

  8. Over a body like chrysolite, which has never ceased

    To resemble it in hue and match it.

  9. When it is entrusted with pure silver in ingots,

    It is poured down from their bodies while molten.

Sol 6.1