I resolve daily that at dusk I shall repent
For a night with a cup full of wine spent.
In the presence of flowers, my resolve simply went
In such company, I only regret that I ever resolved to repent.
Lit.
or,
It is we who are the source of our own happiness, the mine of our own sorrow,
The repository of justice and foundation of iniquity;
We who are cast down and exalted, perfect and defective,
At once the rusted mirror and Jamshid's all-seeing cup.
Lit.
To the Persian culture hero Jamshid or Jam was attributed a magic cup in which he could see time past, present and future and all the world, and by which, like Joseph with his silver cup, he could divine (Genesis xliv, 4-5)
or,
Let not sorrow wither the joyful heart
Nor stones of affliction wear away your season of happiness;
Nobody knows the hidden future –
Wine, a lover and enjoying the heart’s desire are all you need.
Lit.
or,
When the world is filed with the rumor of the fresh rose
Command love, the wine to be copiously poured;
Don’t bother about houris, heavenly mansions,
Paradise, Hell – they’re all rumor, too.
Lit.