عاذِلي في المُدامِ لا أُرضيكُما

عاذِلي في المُدامِ لا أُرضيكُما

إِنَّ جَهلاً مُلامُ مَن يَعصيكا

إِنَّ جَهلاً مُلامُ مَن يَعصيكا

You who reproach me for wine, I will not please you both.

Reproach me not if wine I crave

O censurers regarding wine, I will not satisfy you,

Surely, reproaching one who defies you is folly.

For only fools from wine abstain

For it is folly to reproach the one who disobeys you.

لا تُسَمِّ المُدامَ إِن لُمتَ فيها

لا تُسَمِّ المُدامَ إِن لُمتَ فيها

فَتَشينَ اِسمَها المَليحَ بِفيكا

فَتَشينَ اِسمَها المَليحَ بِفيكا

Do not name the wine if you reproach me for it,

Name not the wine if you deplore it

Do not pronounce the name of wine if you speak to abuse,

Lest you mar its lovely name with your mouth.

Lest you malign its beauty's name

Lest with your mouth you tarnish the fair name that you misuse.

وَاِسقِيانا يا ساقِيَينا عُقاراً

وَاِسقِيانا يا ساقِيَينا عُقاراً

بِنتَ عَشرٍ تَخالُ فيها السَبيكا

بِنتَ عَشرٍ تَخالُ فيها السَبيكا

And serve us wine, O our two cupbearers,

Pour us the draught, cupbearers kind

Pour us, O cupbearers, a vintage rich and old,

A daughter of ten years—you fancy an ingot within her.

Pure wine of grape, so rich and fine

A daughter of ten years, resembling molten gold.

فَإِذا الماءُ شَجَّها خِلتَ فيها

فَإِذا الماءُ شَجَّها خِلتَ فيها

لُؤلُؤً فَوقَ لُؤلُؤٍ مَسلوكا

لُؤلُؤً فَوقَ لُؤلُؤٍ مَسلوكا

And when water dilutes her, you imagine within her

When water joins its ruby tide

And when the water breaks its strength, you would think to see,

Pearls strung above pearls.

Pearls over pearls come forth, entwined

Pearls upon threaded pearls, strung in a rosary.