His ruby lips have now given me

What makes you ruby-like, makes me so too

The smiling rosebush said with heart and soul

You have a leaf's worth of favor, come into the rose garden

If He has not bought the world from sorrow

Why did God give the tidings of 'He has bought'?

The world is cramped and dazed in the house's foundation

Quickly come up to the roof of the palace

The form of fortune, scattering sugar, said

Since sugar is not scarce, why complain?

The goblet arrived gracefully in hand

My pride and the pride of all beyond

The permissible cup has come, come drink

With armor against the past and events

When the first goblet rises like smoke over your head

Reason will prostrate itself to your madness

Do not reveal, do not reveal the secrets of the Throne

In a word born from beneath the earth