Calcutta nr. 457
Give a cup of pure tulip (coloured wine) O Saki
Quench my fire with water O Saki
How long will you tell stories of the wit that “collars” my heart
My hand and my robe are wine O Saki
A cup of yon liquid ruby give here, O skinker!
My heart from the fire with water uprear, O skinker!
Whilst reason the rein of my soul yet in hand hath,
My hand to wine's skirt shall still adhere, O skinker!