You closed your eyes, meaning it is time to sleep

But your sleep is not an answer to those companions

You know that we will not last long

But your drunken eyes are in a hurry

Be cruel, all your cruelty is kindness

Make mistakes, your mistakes are correct

You close your fiery eyes in sleep

For our eyes and hearts are indeed roasted

The eyes of the cupbearer have stolen many heads

With a sword that is a drop of water

One says that this is from the love of the cupbearer

Another says that this is the effect of wine

What is wine and cupbearer? There is nothing but the truth

God knows what kind of love this is