يَا وَيحَ لِلشاىِ لا تَصفُو مَشَارِبُهُ

لِشَارِبيهِ لأنَّ العَبدَ شارِبُهُ

Oh woe to the tea, its drinks do not clarify,

For its drinkers, as the slave drinks it

والكهلَ شَارِبهُ منا وشارِبه

مِنَّا الذي هُومَا إِن طَرَّ شَارِبُه

And the old man drinks it from us and its drinker

From us who is what if its drinker is intoxicated