1. The night when my gathering was delightful
Among the singing girls and wine cups

2. In a room whose fragrance was aromatic
With the scent of roses and narcissus

3. Its windows wide open, breezes playing
On bare bodies without shame

4. Its lights shining in its courtyard
Like bubbles in wine cups

5. And the singing girls arranged in its hall
Like shy, well-behaved slave girls

6. Who glance with demure looks and do not
Lower their gaze except after throwing arrows

7. It pleases them to see the young man
Overcome by beauty of clothes and dress

8. Their clothes are red, green and white silk
Attractive to souls

9. White stands out against white
A delicate, smooth body

10. Flirts who steal the heart of the young man
In robes of brocade and silk

11. Of the clan of Ghassan, averse to harm
Choice plants and saplings

12. Layla, Hind and she who guided
My heart and left me without company

13. And whose glance shot arrows
With taut ends and tips

14. She did not miss in hunting when she bound
My heart with a withering glance

15. She owns my soul and whatever she desires
Of sweet drink and clothing

16. O you, wait and do not assume
I am like every bankrupt poet

17. My spring of poetry is abundant so drink
Or adorn yourself if you wish

18. And the beautiful doe looks
To her suitor in fine clothes

19. The brides of poetry are her slaves
Who ransom her with what's precious and souls

20. O doe, O child, O soul's comfort
O most wretched of the wretched

21. O child doe, O my soul's desire
And heart's delight, you saddened the most sad

22. You loved me for an hour, child
That passed like the holiest spirit

23. Why didn't you realize I am a poet
Who yearns for beauty and verse

24. You came to give him something sweet
Like your sweet spittle and did not speak

25. By God, how beautiful you are, my child
And how smooth your cheek