1. Sing to me, O most precious of creation to me
Liven Najd and those in the valleys of Najd

2. And give me that which makes the miser become
Like Hatem and the coward like Amr ibn Ma'di

3. For me what's above and beyond your two cheeks
Is wine like musk in its rose color

4. So give it to me full for the
Night has unveiled a crescent moon as if with clipped wings

5. And the Pleiades fluttering with the wing of
The west wind swoop as if they were the head of a young lion

6. In the days of youth, old age was quick to visit me
So this is from the first of life my fate