غَلَبَ الكَرى وَدَنَت مَطايا الراحِ

غَلَبَ الكَرى وَدَنَت مَطايا الراحِ

وَاِشتَقنَ شَدوَ حُداتها النُصاحِ

وَاِشتَقنَ شَدوَ حُداتها النُصاحِ

Slumber prevailed, and wine's mounts drew near,

The caravan has departed, the camels' resting place draws near,

And they yearned for the song of their faithful drivers.

And their necks yearn for the song of the camel driver, my eloquent brother,

فاِبعَث نَشاطَ سُؤمَها وَحَسيرَها

فاِبعَث نَشاطَ سُؤمَها وَحَسيرَها

بغناءِ حاديها أَخي الأفصاحِ

بغناءِ حاديها أَخي الأفصاحِ

So rouse the vigor of their weary and exhausted ones

To revive their listless pace and revive their despair,

With the singing of their driver, brother to eloquence,

With the songs of their guide, O excellent in speech!

لِيُقيمَ ذاكَ العودُ مِن رَسم السُرى

لِيُقيمَ ذاكَ العودُ مِن رَسم السُرى

وَيَعودَ في الأَجسام بالأَرواحِ

وَيَعودَ في الأَجسام بالأَرواحِ

So that lute may revive something of the custom of night travel

So that the lute may establish the marks of bliss,

And bring the spirits back into the bodies,

And return life to bodies and spirits,

فَنَسيرَ في طُرق السُرور نَهتَدي

فَنَسيرَ في طُرق السُرور نَهتَدي

بحُفيِّهنّ بِأنجُم الأَقداحِ

بحُفيِّهنّ بِأنجُم الأَقداحِ

So we may travel the paths of joy, finding our way

That we may tread the paths of joy, guided

With their footsore mounts, by the stars of the goblets.

By the stars of goblets raised in cheer!