They have complained about our drunkenness

They have complained about our drunkenness

numerous times

And for a long time have not said

enough about our drunkenness.

Usually one succumbs to drunkenness

until the day breaks;

However, my drunkenness

has chased me around during the night.

It is love's intoxication

that makes me so very miserable,

That tears at my heart day and night,

and night and day,

A heart that swells and grows

in drunken songs,

So that sober drunkenness

dares not compete.

Night or day, the intoxication

of love, song, and wine,

Is the most divine drunkenness

that enchants and pains me.