The cool of Your Love I feel inside my soul,
My soul finds comfort only in You,
As a child finds solace,
When clinching to mother's breast,
I am intoxicated with a drop of wine,
You offered me tonight,
I want to remain dizzy drowsy,
Until I heave my last breath,
Because it's only in drowsiness,
I can fancy you are me,
In your presence, it is best for me,
To be rather inebriated with your wine,
Give me your wine, and make me forget,
All other enchantment and love,
‘Cause Your wine is the best of all drinks,
How can I hope to meet You in sobriety!
Without your wine, I will remain separated from you,
As a child on mother's shoulders remains,
Separated from her milkful breast,
It's best for me to take your wine all night.
Mykoul
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