1. Give me to drink at the virgins' suggestion,
And pardon me, for chastity I've discarded.

2. A sun of rest from a tender, delicate hand,
In it the eyes were confused and bewildered.

3. In the cups it rose as fire and embers,
Worshipped by Magi in avarice a flame.

4. Make it last, though time's a fickle lover,
While the gambler makes merry with the moon's peers.

5. Among virgins as though they were gardens,
And gardens as though they were virgins.

6. Reproach me not, for revelry's no disgrace
Before youth reclaims what it loaned in its prime.

7. And it called me, ardent in my passion,
For the lover's call summoned me outright.

8. Does a deer blame its vigor and innocence?
Its glance and the gazelle's, rapture and fever?

9. Why does my heart grow more in love with you
Whenever you show it greater disdain?

10. What heart has not pined for you, yet my heart
Increased in your love and grew more defiant.

11. The core of a youth pined in love for you,
Swooning for you, bewildered and addled.

12. Who can compete with you in beauty, my soul's desire?
No, and your eyes I'm not one to compete with.

13. Lord of the nights I shortened in seeing you,
While nights of bliss should ever be fleeting.

14. I tamed it with wine until when I
Abandoned it, it had no will remaining.

15. I got my fill of its love, and had it not been
For love's virtue, dishonor I'd have courted.

16. My friend, come, let's go reveling, to spend
Passion's days and nights deep in its deserts.

17. For between the tavern and mosque lie
Gazelles the wolves fiercely contest.

18. We vie - are their voices a chorus
Or gazelles whose beauty has no rival?

19. If not gazelles, wandering in the night,
They'd not rouse the gloom or the ruins howl.

20. They sang to the caravan and left minds confused,
Snatching minds and sights beyond resistance.

21. They stirred the blood with their blows and murders,
Secured from equal vengeance or blood price.

22. Oh my people! Does passion make me spill
My blood vainly while my wounds spread chaos?