In seeing his features oh! The elder! Help me,
Help, be kind, and sympathize.
Never will I be disappointed upon your abode,
With a glance, to the grieved one’s, do a favour.
Let’s with a lap of the love-tavern’s wine,
Make me unconscious and ready for sobriety.
If you avoid doing a grace and don’t give me a shelter,
Act coquetry, start oppressing and coyness do.
I am in love, a lover, involved and entangled with you,
Take care of the lover, do a favour.
You and your own prayer-rug, I and my own cup,
To me the intoxicated one, do whatever you want to.
If you dislike caressing us kindly,
Adopt a harsh way and do harm.