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In the early dawn I rose seeking

وبكر راح باكرت مصطبحا

1. In the early dawn I rose seeking
The first cup, never tiring of wine.

١. وَبِكْرِ راحٍ باكَرْتُ مُصْطَبِحاً
صَبُوحَها ما أُفَتِّرُ القَدَحا

2. When wine trickles into the heart of a young man,
It brings him joy and gladness.

٢. خَمْرٌ إِذا خامَرَتْ فُؤادَ فَتىً
أَهْدَتْ إِليهِ السُّرُورَ والفَرَحا

3. As if the rest of its presses were beads
Of dew dripping from flushed cheeks.

٣. كأنَّ بُقْيَا حَبَابِها عَرَقٌ
مِنْ فَوقِ وَرْدِ الْخُدودِ قَدْ رَشَحا

4. The door of joy opens for no one
Unless with wine he unlocks it.

٤. ما اسْتَدَّ بابُ السُّرورِ عَنْ أَحَدٍ
إِلا غَدا بِالمُدامِ مُفْتَتَحا