تَركُ الصَبوحِ عَلامَةُ الإِدبارِ

تَركُ الصَبوحِ عَلامَةُ الإِدبارِ

فَاِجعَل قَرارَكَ مَنزِلَ الخَمّارِ

فَاِجعَل قَرارَكَ مَنزِلَ الخَمّارِ

Forsaking the morning draught is a sign of ill fortune.

The dawn's departure is a sign of decline

To leave the morning draught is a sign of decline,

So make the wine-seller’s house your dwelling.

So settle in the tavern as your abode

So make your home the house of the seller of wine.

لا تُطلِعُ الشَمسُ المُنيرَةُ ضَوءَها

لا تُطلِعُ الشَمسُ المُنيرَةُ ضَوءَها

إِلّا وَأَنتَ فَضيحَةٌ في الدارِ

إِلّا وَأَنتَ فَضيحَةٌ في الدارِ

The radiant sun never sheds its light

The brilliant sun won't spread its light

The radiant sun never reveals its face,

Without you being a disgrace in the house.

Unless you bring disgrace into the house

Unless you are the household's utter disgrace.