O cupbearer, you are the wine of the placeless

That name and sign without a sign

Increase it, for increase is spiritual

Make the soul intoxicated and flowing

Come once more and teach

The cupbearerhood to the cupbearers

Gush forth like a spring from the heart of stone

Break the jar of body and soul

Give joy to the lovers of wine

Give regret to the seekers of bread

Bread is the architecture of the body's confinement

Wine is the rain for the garden of the soul

I have closed the head of the earthly tablecloth

Open the head of the jar of the heavens

Close the two eyes that see faults

Open the two eyes that know the unseen

So that neither mosque nor idol temple remains

So that we do not recognize this and that

Be silent, for that silent world

Will bring this world into clamor