I wandered the lands of the infidels

I wandered through the lands of the infidels, I saw cities and palaces 
I roamed the realm of Islam, I saw nothing but ruins 

I also found myself in the hospital of the Sublime Porte 
There I saw many madmen who did not admire Plato 

I never saw a place as tranquil as the corner of a tavern
I saw many assemblies, wine and drinking houses 

My path led me to a place called the battleground of the world
Some call it government, there I saw many slaughterhouses 

The pleasure of the worldly tavern is unlike any joy
In this pleasure house, I did not stay long, but I saw many things