Clink glass to glass, let the spirits soar,
Meet my gaze, and then forevermore
Let the nectar flow, a deceptive guise,
Holding life's essence within its eyes.
Show it to the pious, a whispered plea,
Then draw them closer, and let them see.
Find the rapture, drink away your sorrow,
Drown every ache, embrace tomorrow.
Unbound by grief, I drink my fill,
A secret held, my very will.
Before the divine, in sacred space,
I pray, then drink, with gentle grace.
May life itself turn into wine,
And youth ignite, a taste divine.
Let the world become a tavern's embrace,
Let water transform, in this sacred place.
Losing myself, I find my soul,
Creating an aura, taking control.
They mix water, a common way,
I drink with eyes that hold the day.
The intoxication of yesterday lingers,
I swear, I haven't touched a single drop today.
The intoxication of yesterday lingers,
I swear, I haven't touched a single drop today.
The intoxication of yesterday...
Today, a trace of your words' charm,
And the gentle rain's soft, sweet alarm.
Don't call me drunk, don't label my state,
It's the meeting's effect, a twist of fate.
These hiccups come, what has transpired?
I swear, I haven't drunk, my soul has fired.
The intoxication of yesterday...
They say I'm drunk, a drunken soul,
Lost in a haze, beyond control.
Take my life, if you so desire,
My heart is yours, consumed by fire.
Intoxicated, since our eyes first met,
If I drink today, let youth be set
Ablaze with desire, trembling to fall,
Let the heart falter, heed love's call.
Hold me, I implore, this is my plea.
I swear, I haven't drunk, you see,
The intoxication of yesterday's art,
I swear, I haven't drunk, from my heart.
I swear, I haven't drunk, it's true,
Oh, I haven't drunk, the past rings through.
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