1. الجُودُ أَحلى عَلى قَلبي مِنَ الظَفرِ

    وَمِن مَنال قَصيّ السؤلِ وَالوَطَرِ

    Generosity is sweeter to my heart than victory,

    And than attaining a far-off wish and desire,

  2. وَمِن غِناء أرَيوى في الصبوح لَنا

    يا طلعةَ الشَمس في الآصال وَالبُكَرِ

    And than Uraywa's singing for us over the morning draught,

    O face of the sun, at evening and at dawn!

  3. وَمِن حَنَنتُ إِلى ما اِعتَدتُ مِن كَرَمٍ

    حَنينَ أَرضٍ إِلى مُستأخر المَطَرِ

    And from my yearning for the generosity I was accustomed to,

    Like the earth's yearning for overdue rain,

  4. وَقَد تناهت يَدي عَن كأسها غَضَباً

    وَمَجَّت الأُذنُ أَيضاً نَعمَةَ الوَتَرِ

    My hand has held back from her cup in anger,

    And my ear, too, has spat out the string's sweetness,

  5. حَتّى أُمَلِّك هذي ما تَجودُ بِهِ

    وَأَسمَعَ الحَمدَ بِالأُخرى عَلى الأثرِ

    Until I give this hand what it may bestow,

    And hear praise with the other immediately afterward.

  6. فَهاتِها خِلعاً أَرضي السَماحَ بِها

    مَحفوفَةً في أَكُفّ الشِربِ بِالبِدَرِ

    So bring it as gifts of honor, with which I may please generosity,

    Ringed with purses of coins in the palms of the drinking companions.