غنّني يا أعزَّ ذا الخلق عندي

غنّني يا أعزَّ ذا الخلق عندي

حيِّ نَجداً ومَن بأكنافِ نَجدِ

حيِّ نَجداً ومَن بأكنافِ نَجدِ

Sing to me, O dearest to me of all these people.

Sing to me, O most precious of creation to me

Greet Najd and those in Najd's environs.

Liven Najd and those in the valleys of Najd

واسقِني ما يَصيرُ ذُو البُخلِ منه

واسقِني ما يَصيرُ ذُو البُخلِ منه

حاتِماً والجَبانُ عَمرَو بنَ مَعدِ

حاتِماً والجَبانُ عَمرَو بنَ مَعدِ

And give me to drink what turns a miser

And give me that which makes the miser become

into Hatim, and a coward into Amr ibn Ma'd.

Like Hatem and the coward like Amr ibn Ma'di

لي وما فَوقَ وَجنَتَيكَ من الوَر

لي وما فَوقَ وَجنَتَيكَ من الوَر

دِ مُدامٌ كالمِسكِ في لَونِ وَردِ

دِ مُدامٌ كالمِسكِ في لَونِ وَردِ

I have—by the roses upon your cheeks—

For me what's above and beyond your two cheeks

wine like musk, rose-colored.

Is wine like musk in its rose color

فاسقِنِيها مَلأى فَقَد فَضَحَ ال

فاسقِنِيها مَلأى فَقَد فَضَحَ ال

ليلَ هِلالٌ كأنَّه فتر رند

ليلَ هِلالٌ كأنَّه فتر رند

So pour me a brimming cup of it, for the night is laid bare

So give it to me full for the

by a crescent like a finger-span of laurel.

Night has unveiled a crescent moon as if with clipped wings

والثُريَّا خفَّاقة بجناح ال

والثُريَّا خفَّاقة بجناح ال

غَربِ تَهوي كأنَّها رأسُ فَهدِ

غَربِ تَهوي كأنَّها رأسُ فَهدِ

And the Pleiades flutter on the wing of the

And the Pleiades fluttering with the wing of

west, sinking as though they were a cheetah's head.

The west wind swoop as if they were the head of a young lion

في أوانِ الشَّبابِ عاجَلَني الشَّيبُ

في أوانِ الشَّبابِ عاجَلَني الشَّيبُ

فَهذا من أول الدنِّ دُردي

فَهذا من أول الدنِّ دُردي

In youth's season, gray hair overtook me too soon;

In the days of youth, old age was quick to visit me

so here are dregs from the cask's very beginning.

So this is from the first of life my fate