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With poppies like the cheeks of its Lord

وشقائق كخدود رب

1. With poppies like the cheeks of its Lord
The mornings blaze in ardor.

١. وَشَقائِقٍ كَخُدودِ رَب
باتِ الخُدورِ تَلَهُّبا

2. Dawn broke, so cease delay;
Travel at dawn upon the meadows,

٢. لاحَ الصَباحُ فَما اِنتِظا
رُكَ بِالصَبوحِ عَلى الرُبى

3. With a companion whose nature is moist with youth,
Whose character is imbued with freshness.

٣. مَعَ شادِنٍ رَقَّت حَوا
شي خُلقِهِ رَطبُ الصِبا

4. So drink from a goblet, from one
Of turquoise that makes away with cares.

٤. فَاِشرَب عَلى دُرٍّ عَلى
فَيروزَجٍ قَد أَذهِبا

5. Do not force upon me sensual delights
And dissoluteness when I refuse.

٥. لا تُكرِهَنَّ عَلى اللَذا
ذَةِ وَالخَلاعَةِ مَن أَبى