So let us drink and duck 
Let's laugh and dodge 
And talk of this and that and nothing 
Fill our heads with music under scratches
Till the daylight sees our uncombed hair  
Make love with a hangover whilst still drunk 
Get up step over objects in curtained shadow
Drive her home in a rickety wreck 
Still over the limit 
Head thumping like Cassius Clay 
The evening had been dedicated to Bacchus 
Offering sacrifices to our favourite god 
Now Venus has disappeared 
Following Mr Moon who went an hour ago 
Murky streets murky head                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem