سَقاني مِن يَدَيهِ وَمُقلَتَيهِ

سَقاني مِن يَدَيهِ وَمُقلَتَيهِ

مِنَ الراحِ المُعَتَّقِ شَربَتَينِ

مِنَ الراحِ المُعَتَّقِ شَربَتَينِ

He gave me drink from his hands and his eyes:

He made me drink from his hands and eyes

He gave me drink from his hands and from his eyes,

Two draughts of aged wine.

Two draughts from matured wine

Two draughts taken from the vintage wine;

فَبِتُّ مُرَنَّحاً مِن شَربَتَيهِ

فَبِتُّ مُرَنَّحاً مِن شَربَتَيهِ

ضَريعاً قَد مُنيتُ بِكَربَتَينِ

ضَريعاً قَد مُنيتُ بِكَربَتَينِ

So I spent the night reeling from his two draughts,

So I spent the night moaning from his drinks

So I spent the night reeling from his dual potion,

Prostrate, afflicted with two torments.

Yearning, having been tested with two sorrows

Humbled, and bound by a double distress.

هِلالٌ مُشرِقٌ بَدرٌ لِتِسعٍ

هِلالٌ مُشرِقٌ بَدرٌ لِتِسعٍ

وَثالِثَةٍ مَضَت بَعدَ اِثنَتَينِ

وَثالِثَةٍ مَضَت بَعدَ اِثنَتَينِ

A radiant crescent, a full moon of nine years,

A crescent moon is shining, a full moon is for nine

A shining crescent, a moon of nine nights,

And a third year gone by after two more.

And two have passed after two

With a third gone by, following on two,

يُديرُ مِنَ المُدامَةِ بِنتَ سَبعٍ

يُديرُ مِنَ المُدامَةِ بِنتَ سَبعٍ

وَواحِدَةٍ مَضَت بَعدَ اِثنَتَينِ

وَواحِدَةٍ مَضَت بَعدَ اِثنَتَينِ

He passes round wine, a daughter of seven years,

He turns from the winebearer, daughter of seven

He pours out a spirit, the daughter of seven,

And one more year gone by after two.

And one passed after two

And one more year, that passed after two.

أَقولُ لَهُ وَقَد طَرَدَت كَرانا

أَقولُ لَهُ وَقَد طَرَدَت كَرانا

أَدِرها وَاِسقِنا بِالراحَتَينِ

أَدِرها وَاِسقِنا بِالراحَتَينِ

I say to him, now that it has banished our drowsiness:

I say to him, though he dismissed the wine-pourers

I said to him, as our slumber was chased away:

Pass it round, and give us drink with both palms.

Make it return and give us the two comforts

"Pass it round, and give us drink from your two palms."