رَضيعُ المُدامِ فارقَ الراحَ روحُهُ

رَضيعُ المُدامِ فارقَ الراحَ روحُهُ

فَظَلَّ عَلَيها مُستَهِلَّ المَدامِعِ

فَظَلَّ عَلَيها مُستَهِلَّ المَدامِعِ

The nursling of wine—his soul has parted from the vintage,

A nursling of aged wine—his soul has parted from wine,

The infant of the tavern left his soul

The soul of the one suckled on wine has parted from the cup,

and he remained bent over it, his tears streaming.

so he kept weeping over it.

And upon it remained the outpouring of tears

And thus he remained, shedding a downpour of tears over it.

أَديرا عَليَّ الكأسَ إِنّي فَقَدتُها

أَديرا عَليَّ الكأسَ إِنّي فَقَدتُها

كَما فَقَدَ المَفطومُ دَرَّ المَراضِعِ

كَما فَقَدَ المَفطومُ دَرَّ المَراضِعِ

You two, pass me the cup—for I have been deprived of it,

You two, pass the cup round to me; I have lost it,

Pass me the cup for I have lost it

Pass the cup to me, my companions, for I have lost it,

as a weaned child is deprived of the milk flowing from nursing mothers.

as the weaned child lost the flowing milk of wet nurses.

As the weaned child lost the breast of the wet nurse

Just as the weaned infant has lost the flowing milk of the wet nurses.