1. Your likeness, o my master, it is time for it to appear
So would you come at dawn, though in grief you appear

2. Over Babylonian coffee, musky
In the top of the cup, intertwined

3. For the bell has disturbed whoever was calm
And the roses breathed their sweet fragrance to us

4. And this is my dawn, and the sunset, and a bird
On the branch, not knowing whether to chirp or sing

5. So he got up, and the remains of worries in his eyelids
And in his chill, a branch where the chill wanders

6. So I handed him a cup and he hurried to drink it
And I had no choice but to help him

7. So he sang, and the curtains of his drunkenness disappeared
Oh, who can help a youth who is possessed by ecstasy?

8. May God water my days with the breadth of Hashim
To the house of tinkling, though the time is old

9. For the palace of Ibn Hamdoun to the street
Where we sang and life looks prosperous

10. Houses that were cozy with sailors
Have become desolate, with no intimacy or love

11. So glory to Him who made everything by His command
And predestination, the hands of Sabah, and to Him be praise