On the one side there is flower colorful wine, the sweet love,
On the farther side, there is the abjection of hypocrite religious ones,
Most of them deserve hell,
The lovers in this world,
I think nobody will see the heaven (paradise)
I don't know who and what I am, what would remain from me tomorrow,
Whether it's the hell or the paradise that would be alloted as my share,
A beloved, wine, and music are enough for me,
The opposite things may be yours, take the paradise and knock it onto your head.