يا لَيلَةٌ نادمْتُ فيها عُصْبَةً

مَن نادَموهُ بودِّهِمْ لم يَنْدَمِ

O night I blamed a group

Whom their affection blamed not to regret

بَزَلَ السُّقاُ دِنانَهُمْ فكأنَّما

بُزِلَتْ لَنا عن عَنْدَمٍ أو عَنْ دَمِ

The drink-givers slipped their vessels as though

For us from red wine or blood they had slipped