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Pour me a cup, my mother,

زمزمي الكأس وهاتي

1. Pour me a cup, my mother,
And serve it to me,

١. زَمْزِمِي الْكَأْسَ وَهَاتِي
واسْقِنِيهَا يا مَهاتِي

2. Mix it with the nectar
Of your sweet welcome.

٢. وامْزُجِيهَا بِرُضابٍ
مِنْكِ مَعْسُولِ اللَّهاةِ

3. For wine is the pivot
Of joy in every quarter;

٣. إِنَّما الرَّاحُ مَدارُ الْ
أُنْسِ فِي كُلِّ الجِهَاتِ

4. Long have I disobeyed
My family and dear ones;

٤. طَالَما عَاصَيْتُ فِيهَا
أَهْلَ وُدِّي وَنُهَاتِي

5. I care not what I hear
From the mouths of blamers,

٥. لا أُبالِي فِي هَواهَا
بِسَمَاعِ التُّرَّهَاتِ

6. How can I fear the words
Of a slanderer? I am of a daring tribe.

٦. كَيْفَ أَخْشَى قَوْلَ دَاهٍ
أَنا مِنْ قَوْمٍ دُهاةِ