Take the cup and take off the hypocricy garment,
To the hypocritical Sheikh the alter.
Make aware the tavern-elder of our state,
To take away hangover out of our soul with a goblet.
The casket for begging caused honour for us,
Oh charming Beloved! increase our honour,
We repeat whatever the calender whispers,
With a glance pet the old stipendiary.
Don't talk about the fatal poison of my rival,
You know how I suffered from this snake spotted snake.
Embracing the Beloved enlivened me,
In her separation there is neither embrace nor petting.
Warn the tavern elder about my grieve,
That the cup-bearer made me sober by giving a goblet wine.