ألا يا دوم لك النعيم

ألا يا دوم لك النعيم

وأحمر ملء كفك مستقيم

وأحمر ملء كفك مستقيم

Hark, Dawm—bliss is yours:

Ah, O Dum, bliss is yours,

and a red one, filling your palm, erect,

And a straight red one that fills your palm,

شديد الأصل ينبذ حالباه

شديد الأصل ينبذ حالباه

يئن كأنه رجلٌ سقيم

يئن كأنه رجلٌ سقيم

firm at the root; its two milkers spurt.

Strong at the root, its two veins throb;

It groans as though it were a sick man.

It moans as though it were a sick man.

يرويه الشراب ويزدهيه

يرويه الشراب ويزدهيه

وينفخ فيه شيطان رجيم

وينفخ فيه شيطان رجيم

Wine waters it and makes it swagger,

Drink slakes its thirst and exhilarates it,

and an accursed devil blows into it.

And an accursed devil blows into it.