1. Bring me a drink in her jug, and make me drunk
With frivolous talk and flirtation

2. I see the miserly deprived by his preoccupation
So make your own pleasures your preoccupation

3. For life is to spend your days intoxicated
By wine and passion’s inebriation

4. Stop by the taverns and stroll in the meadows
Live well and leave the wretched to lament the ruins

5. Do you not see the summer breeze has spread
Greenery over the face of the earth in gowns

6. The flowers laugh and buds smile
As the morning breeze leaves its dewdrops on them

7. Every passerby argues playfully with them
While the clouds pour down on them torrential rain

8. Until the pastures turned green with vegetation
And the meadows completed their growth

9. The morning breeze uncovered its treasures
And the dew ran through it, dripping

10. While the meadow prides itself in the meadow of splendor
The ground now adorned with patterns of beauty

11. So the breeze in the mornings brings
The delight of music, reconnect with the first melody

12. Yield to leisure, and disobey blame and rebuke
And frustrate frivolity with reason and integrity

13. Take me swaying tipsily in the breeze
A supple branch bending then straightening

14. A handsome, large-eyed gazelle you’d think
In his eyes is languor and kohl

15. He runs to us with a light in his flask
If not for the water’s composition, it would have caught fire

16. Coffee like the wafting scent of musk you’d think
Flowing nonstop in the mouth of the pot

17. As if its draft were the tears
That dripped into the pure glass

18. And a lute singing the voice of the strings
Or singing Basit or Raml rhythm on the strings

19. While the drinking brought together their dispositions
As honey blends with the water of the strainer