1. The bride of the cup, my companions adorn her
In robes of bliss over us

2. Pass her around, and give life to pleasures you see
A cure between hardships and worries

3. Heal with her the wounds of the nights
You are not to be blamed for healing

4. Do not break her seal with a mix
Lest she weakens against resisting the foe

5. I wonder how she appears a sun
Crowned on all sides with stars

6. When your worries circle a cup
Missiles of aspirations hurl themselves toward it

7. Spring has marched to you a garden
Whose flowers are withered by the breeze

8. Urge the caravans toward Damascus
May God water it with pouring clouds

9. Oh, your abode, what a wonderful home
We were nurtured in it by grapevines

10. My tears did not dry as it faded
Nor my yearning subside

11. When I roam its paths
Stop by the monastery of the wise

12. And head for its heights where
The cured find relief when they face it

13. And inspire the two minarets, for how much
Old passion have I had for the two honorable ones

14. When the orators on the branches stand
Shaking those asleep from their bliss

15. When the cup of morning circles around drunk
Releasing the knots of organized pearls

16. Verdant it was, I gave it a cloak
Of exquisite weaving and varied embroidery

17. On the hill of foxes, I left it
For it is my place of origin and my keepsake

18. The gardens of eternity settled in it
While in Aleppo the fires of Hell ignited

19. When presented to you, you will see in it
The cycle of good, the range of schemes

20. A habitat for scoundrels since it was
Forbidden to the honorable and dignified

21. I stayed in it but my pursuits found
No one of morals or an intimate friend

22. The lowest and most disgraceful you see
Are the vile and the worthless

23. You'd think time will one day pity me
So I complain of what I faced to the Merciful

24. Perhaps God will bring nearer a time
In which for us will blow the winds of return

25. The people of the age, as you see them
Are snakes whose nature is spewing poison

26. The strong do not pity the weak
Nor does the frightened reach the merciful

27. Hopes were driven to them hastily
But found nothing except a miserable pasture

28. I saw clouds so I thought in them
A reviving drizzle for arid land

29. Time battles me, and what ally
Will stand by me and my days that oppose me

30. Deliver with ease and live nobly
And turn a blind eye to the gaze of the unworthy

31. For the nights have sterilized generosity
So do not expect birth from the sterile

32. And I called on chastity, "If we share
Then remain what I lived with in the world as my partner"