وَكَزَ العَدُوُّ حُبَيِّبي

وَكَزَ العَدُوُّ حُبَيِّبي

شُلَّت يَمينُ وكوزِهِ

شُلَّت يَمينُ وكوزِهِ

The enemy punched my little darling.

The enemy struck down my beloved

The enemy struck my beloved,

May the right hand of the one who punched him be paralyzed!

His right hand and cup were shattered

May the right hand of his striker be paralyzed;

فَكَأَنَّني رَيّان مِن

فَكَأَنَّني رَيّان مِن

قَدَحِ النَديمِ وَكوزِهِ

قَدَحِ النَديمِ وَكوزِهِ

So it is as though I have drunk my fill from

As though I was a morning draft

For I became as though I were quenched by

The drinking companion's goblet and his jug.

From the cupbearer's pitcher and cup

The drinking companion's goblet and his jug.