²⁹ Who has misery? Who has regret?
    Who fights and complains all the time?
Who gets bruised for no good reason?
    Who has bloodshot eyes?
³⁰ Those who spend their time over wine,
    those always trying out mixed drinks.
³¹ Don’t gaze at the red wine
    as it gives its color to the cup.
It may glide down smoothly now;
³²     but in the end, it bites like a serpent —
    yes, it strikes like a poisonous snake.
³³ Your eyes will see peculiar things,
    your mind will utter nonsense.
³⁴ You will feel as if lying on the waves of the sea
    or sprawled on top of the mast —
³⁵ “They hit me, but I didn’t feel it!
    They beat me up, and I didn’t even know it!
When will I wake up? . . .
    I’ll go get another drink.”