1. Spring greeted with narcissus and blossoms
Reply to its greeting with a cup of wine

2. Don't be stingy with its flowers for other than revelry
Spending your dinars for dinars in return

3. And give the days of spring and its excellence
A preference only in the cup and strings

4. Don't you see the face of time has worn
Like the excuse of a staff or a cup of excuse?

5. The earth has worn her fine clothes of growth
And adorned herself with swords of rivers

6. Dew like pulpits above her
Preachers at dawn during dawns

7. So ignite the flint of the cup with a flame
That shades the darkness of night with daylight's glow

8. And sip it like a full moon next
To a moon, outshining three orbiters

9. From the palm of a lovely beauty
Raised on camping and traveling

10. On a night that clad passions in its darkness
And revealed from veils the dress of virtue

11. The sweet scent of night never exhaled the like
Of perfume, sparked toward the Pleiades

12. I'd sacrifice her but for the darkness of her dye
That erased shadows with rays of light

13. Haifa, protected from a watcher's slyness
By edge of sword or sword's edge

14. In the night of her cloak and the night of her dye
Two moons from a face and cup of wine

15. The ways to meet her have wearied lovers
So she's attained through fantasy and recollection

16. I plied her with rest as if her love
Under darkness were a string of pearls

17. Yellow-skinned, aged by time and content
With long refinement of her art and cave

18. She came like flash kindling its fire
Hot, though unfamiliar with fire

19. I continued to ply and make her drink my spittle
Till drunkenness brought us closer together

20. Till the wind bent her to my shoulders' power
And the wind knows well how to take revenge

21. So ask about the sweetness of our night but do not
Neglect to mention my virtue and dignity with her