I don't get to meet you in the tavern even that much
That I used to leave out in my desire to meet you as such
I am drinking with my eyes let not the aura be changed ever
Do not shy away your glance lest the dawn takes over
My tears are in it let not this wine boil over
You who are touching my chalice lest your hands burns from the liquor
Oh master of my life lay your hands on my heart
In joy of your arrival lest it stops beating forever
Still the night is not over barmen do not remove your veil cover
Lest your wobbly boozers again become sober
