i'm in tipsy surrounded by smoke
please never mind my words
having one more drop
let me give your ear
they call muslim to my dear
my love loved me
that still i can see
have you loved ever anyone?
once i loved know everyone
i'll hate you dear wine
if you won't dance in my mind
let me shed tears dear
until last effect of this beer
i'm in tipsy surrounded by smoke
never mind my words
just last drop having one more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love lost can twist the heart in an agonizing way. Drinks can dull the pain (briefly) or add to it (profoundly)