Who am I that I could listen to advice.
O Cupbearer?
Turn the wine glasses, O Cupbearer.
Pour the wine for our Soul
Which adds Soul to our Soul. O Cupbearer.
0 Cupbearer who holds Lovers by their hands,
The One who helps Lovers,
Give the glass of Soul for my hand.
Keep it away from the stranger's lips.
Offer it to me seeretly.
Give the bread to bread eaters.
Give the loaf of bread
To those greedy. helpless ones.
Bread's lovers
Dont deserve Your treasure. O Cupbearer.
O the One who becomes Soul to the Soul of Soul.
We didn't come here to eat bread.
Jump. Get up. Don't put on a poor face
At the assembly of the Sultan.
Just take this big glass
And offer it to that old man.
Once the old man of the village gets drunk,
Go to the side of the drunks, O Cupbearer
O Cupbearer.
Whose favor and kindness are expected,
Be quick. offer more and more.
Where is bashfulness? Where is the drunk?
If you are shy, pour one glass
Over the head of shyness.
Get up. O Cupbearer.
Come, O One who is the enemy of bashfulness.
Come to us with a smile,
So our fortune will smile. O Cupbearer.
from Divan-e Shams – Divan Kabir
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