1. Drink, for the times are bitter
And their taste makes youth sober

2. From coffee blended purely
More intoxicating than youth in its prime

3. Finer than the tears of lovers
Poured out and sweeter than the wounds of passion

4. When it was brewed, its blend composed
A necklace of pearls around gray hair

5. As if in its cup the dawn appears
And the night disrobes gracefully

6. The magician of trysts rushes with it
Not to mar love with reproach

7. As if it were the hue of his cheeks
And the fragrance of his tormenting words

8. Verily the dew of Nizar's palms
Still surpasses the clouds

9. Well-mannered, finest manners
A match for the glorious archer