here the translated text:
Bacchus, often visiting a woman
makes them subject to you, O Venus.
Behold, God is a convenient,
at no time on an empty stomach,
the morning before food
throws the wine drunk,
the table and bowl
are true happiness.
So in religion
disturbance moves in the womb,
stomach in agony roars,
wine against the mead;
happy life of leisure,
active around the belly.
Venter said: "I care nothing
more than me, so me 'deputy,
to the peace in the self
I very gently, while holding
the drink, the food
sleep and rest. "
Some gamble, some drink,
live unwisely.
This drink, he drinks,
drink a hundred, a thousand drink.