يَرشُفُنا مِن ريقِهِ مُدامَةً

يَرشُفُنا مِن ريقِهِ مُدامَةً

نَكهَتُها تَهزَأُ بِالعَبيرِ

نَكهَتُها تَهزَأُ بِالعَبيرِ

He lets us sip wine from his saliva,

We sip from his saliva a wine

Its aroma puts perfume to shame.

Whose flavor mocks perfume

وَنَجتَلي دِعصاً مَهيلاً فَوقَهُ

وَنَجتَلي دِعصاً مَهيلاً فَوقَهُ

أَملَدُ تَحتَ قَمَرٍ مُنيرِ

أَملَدُ تَحتَ قَمَرٍ مُنيرِ

And we behold a dune of loose sand; above it

And we stare at a supple, slender branch above it

Stands a supple bough beneath a shining moon.

That sways beneath a shining moon

وَانحَدَرَت ذُؤابَةٌ مِن شعرِهِ

وَانحَدَرَت ذُؤابَةٌ مِن شعرِهِ

فَانظُر ورُودَ الصِلِّ للغَديرِ

فَانظُر ورُودَ الصِلِّ للغَديرِ

And a tress of his hair has fallen down;

And there fell from his hair a dangling tress

So watch the viper come to drink at the pool.

Look how the water lily bows to the stream

يَلفِتُ مِن طَرفٍ خَفِيّ خَجَلاً

يَلفِتُ مِن طَرفٍ خَفِيّ خَجَلاً

يَبغَمُ مثلَ الشادِنِ الغَريرِ

يَبغَمُ مثلَ الشادِنِ الغَريرِ

He casts a furtive glance in shyness,

From a hidden corner he glances coquettishly

He bleats like an innocent young gazelle.

Pouting like a shy partridge