دارَت لَهُ الكَأسُ حَتّى زاحَ باطِلُهُ

دارَت لَهُ الكَأسُ حَتّى زاحَ باطِلُهُ

فَطَرفُهُ نائِمٌ في عَينِ يَقظانِ

فَطَرفُهُ نائِمٌ في عَينِ يَقظانِ

The cup went round for him until his falsehood fell away;

The cup kept passing round till the unreal was exposed,

so his gaze sleeps in the eye of one awake.

While, in vigilant eyes, its partaker slept.

رَيحانَةُ القَلبِ لَو كانَت تُساعِدُني

رَيحانَةُ القَلبِ لَو كانَت تُساعِدُني

إِذَن رَضيتُ بِها مِن كُلِّ رَيحانِ

إِذَن رَضيتُ بِها مِن كُلِّ رَيحانِ

If the heart’s sweet basil would favor me,

Had the plant of the heart assisted me,

then I would be content with her in place of all sweet basil.

I would have been content with it instead of all plants.