Who can tell me,
Where I can attain it?
It's said to cost nothing,
But the highest price I'll pay.

Those who know tell me
To remain alert,
For when the sky is filled with color,
It will soon arrive.

The one who tastes it, in ecstasy remains,
never to return.
Although a delicate flask with female form,
It carries, forged in gold, Solomon's Key,
For it was conceived exclusively to cure the heart.

With cosmic impetus it comes,
To snatch our souls for eternity,
And trapped in trance we will remain,
never to return,
If we drink from this flask with female form.

But its qualities here don't end,
For everyone from it drinks,
yet it never empties,
And a perfume that lifts the mind
Will steal our souls for life.

Though not a liquid, like the sun it shines,
Blinding the eyes on sight,
Holding entranced he who drinks of it,
And a sweet melody, never to be forgotten,
Arises from within.

Divine symptoms it brings,
If in small doses one drinks.
Full of Love, Peace and Happiness one is,
If it can be reached.

Now, if in large doses one dares to drink,
Though no outer proof exists,
It's said that those who taste it,
Never from this trip return.

Read the instructions for side effects,
For no antidote exists, nor was one created,
And your return trip is not assured,
If, through it, attaining Heaven is
your only wish.

Thus I'll await
Advice from those who know,
When they have signs from Heaven.
I don't wish to remain
Without tasting the elixir
From the East in a dainty flask,
In the form of a woman!!!