The wine urges me on, the bewitching wine, which sets even a wise man to singing and to laughing gently and rouses him up to dance and brings forth words which were better unspoken.
Look at me! I'm a puffy pink cloud!
True friends appear less moved than counterfeit.
Better to flee from death than feel its grip.
Being popular is the most important thing in the world!
And not a man appears to tell their fate.