1. I wrote it, when the wine was gone,
And my cup gleamed mirage-like.
١. كَتَبْتُ بها وَقَدْ نَفَذَ الشّرابُ
وكأسي مِثْلَما لَمَعَ السّرابُ
2. With me was one for whom I yearned,
Veiling her beauty from me.
٢. وَعندي مَنْ كُلِفتُ بهِ غَراماً
عَلَيه عن محاسِنهِ نِقاب
3. If you comfort me a little, I'll be grateful;
If not, then anguish will water me.
٣. فإن أسعَفْتَني بقليلِ راحٍ
وإلا سوفَ يَرويني الرِّضابُ