THE MAGIC OF LOVE
The friend cried that his heart's mystery was revealed,
And before the sages of the tavern how he was disgraced.
I wanted to keep my secret to myself merely,
The gate of the tavern was opened and so rowdy, it became.
Open the mouth of the jar as the beloved has come,
Good tidings oh the tavern, that the never ending joy alive became.
Praise to your tress, that while being scattered,
The particle became the sun and the drop also the sea became.
You opened your mouth, talked about wine and winedrinker you became.
To the cup–bearer the whole mysteries of the world revealed became.
As if the Jesus Christ passed through the tavern's alley,
That at the God's court exalted became.
You don’t know the magic of love, but the Patiphar's wife knows,
That to her the dear Yūsuf so comely became.