O wisdom the lauded drink 知恵や謳われし飲み物なり
O wisdom, the lauded drink,
gout-vines that grew---bitterly from the heart-wound of Orc tusk-laden…
the hoarded red drippings down orchard trees of age,
that broke the beast Pig-Ogre out of his stone cage----
Thou hast come, and broken hearts to sate, as always.
When it is far too parched, and far too late.