A last dropp of wine my old friend
I fear I shan't see you again
I almost love you like a wife
For you mean so much to my life
Let us drink this cup, drink it dry
Then we shall let out a thunderous cry
This Friendship is our eternal bond
Of you my friend, I'm more than fond
Stop slacking now and drain that cup
We still have a fine meal to sup
Wine and food with your company
Our laughs are joyous harmony
Now that you've drunk that, have one more
Drink like this till we hit the floor
Wine women and song is what's best for us
Friends, though one day our bones turn to dust
So drink with me this one last time
We're down to the last of our wine
I bid you adieu with most haste
Pray you don't see tears on my face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was smiling along with this in humorous vein and then the pathos. Excellent! Really like this one.