1. O my bosom friend from the tribe of Makhzum
Quench my thirst with the water from the daughter of vineyards

2. Quench my thirst with it when the cock crows and the bright stars disappear
With a delicious cup whose taste and smell are sublime

3. Of mature, fragrant wine from Khortoum
Aged ten years then another ten

4. Then ten more in a sealed jar
It lies therein a bride of luxury and concealment

5. Raised in bliss after bliss
In shades enveloped with more shades

6. Of vineyards and vineyard shelters
I came to her asking for marriage and I was wedded to a maiden

7. So I opened the seal with no hesitation
To a girl who when she appears

8. Is like the rising sun amidst dark clouds
She began to sing softly and we thought

9. It was the babbling of a feverish madman
Then she turned to the clearest warbling

10. Like a water jug made of molded silver
Then she was brought forth in a dress

11. That glowed like fire telling of passion’s heat
With her is my delight and transport supreme

12. For the rest of my life I shall not cease to drink