خَلَوتُ بِالراحِ أُناجيها

خَلَوتُ بِالراحِ أُناجيها

آخُذُ مِنها وَأُعاطيها

آخُذُ مِنها وَأُعاطيها

I withdrew alone with wine, confiding in her.

I secluded myself with the wine, whispering my secrets to it,

I take from her and offer her the cup.

Taking from it and offering to it in turn.

نادَمتُها إِذ لَم أَجِد مُسعَداً

نادَمتُها إِذ لَم أَجِد مُسعَداً

أَرضاهُ أَن يَشرَكَني فيها

أَرضاهُ أَن يَشرَكَني فيها

I made her my drinking companion, finding no congenial companion

I made it my boon companion when I found no kindred spirit

I would welcome to share her with me.

Whom I would be pleased to have share it with me.

شَرِبتُها صِرفاً عَلى وَجهِها

شَرِبتُها صِرفاً عَلى وَجهِها

فَكُنتُ ساقيها وَحاسيها

فَكُنتُ ساقيها وَحاسيها

I drank her unmixed, just as she was;

I drank it pure, unmixed and straight,

So I was both her cupbearer and her drinker.

So I became both its cupbearer and its imbiber.

لَم تَنظُرِ العَينُ إِلى مَنظَرٍ

لَم تَنظُرِ العَينُ إِلى مَنظَرٍ

في الحُسنِ وَالظَرفِ يُدانيها

في الحُسنِ وَالظَرفِ يُدانيها

No eye has looked upon a sight

The eye has never beheld a sight

That approaches her in beauty and grace.

That approaches it in beauty and grace.

ما زِلتُ خَوفَ العَينِ لَمّا بَدَت

ما زِلتُ خَوفَ العَينِ لَمّا بَدَت

أَنفُثُ في كَأسي وَأَرقيها

أَنفُثُ في كَأسي وَأَرقيها

Since she appeared, for fear of the evil eye, I have kept

Ever fearful of the envious eye when it appeared,

Blowing lightly into my cup and reciting protective charms over her.

I breathed into my cup, casting spells to protect it.