أَسقِني الراحَ في شَبابِ النَهارِ

أَسقِني الراحَ في شَبابِ النَهارِ

وَاِنفِ هَمّي بِالخَندَريسِ العُقارِ

وَاِنفِ هَمّي بِالخَندَريسِ العُقارِ

Give me wine in the youth of the day,

Quench my soul in the morn of youth,

and banish my care with heady, aged wine.

And soothe my cares with the wine of mirth;

قَد تَوَلَّت زُهرُ النُجومِ وَقَد بَش

قَد تَوَلَّت زُهرُ النُجومِ وَقَد بَش

شَرَ بِالصُبحِ طائِرُ الأَسحارِ

شَرَ بِالصُبحِ طائِرُ الأَسحارِ

The bright stars have departed, and already

The stars grow dim and the dawn is nigh,

the bird of the predawn hours has heralded the dawn.

Heralded by the morning bird.

ما تَرى نِعمَةَ السَماءِ عَلى الأَر

ما تَرى نِعمَةَ السَماءِ عَلى الأَر

ضِ وَشُكرَ الرِياضِ لِلأَمطارِ

ضِ وَشُكرَ الرِياضِ لِلأَمطارِ

Do you not see heaven's bounty upon the earth,

Behold heaven's bounty on earth below,

and the gardens' gratitude for the rains,

The meadows refreshed by the rains that flow,

وَغِناءَ الطُيورِ كُلَّ صَباحٍ

وَغِناءَ الطُيورِ كُلَّ صَباحٍ

وَاِنفِتاقَ الأَسحارِ بِالأَنوارِ

وَاِنفِتاقَ الأَسحارِ بِالأَنوارِ

and the birds' singing every morning,

The birds that sing at dawn each day,

and the predawn hours breaking open with light?

The morn that breaks in celestial ray.

فَكَأَنَّ الرَبيعَ يَجلو عَروساً

فَكَأَنَّ الرَبيعَ يَجلو عَروساً

وَكَأَنّا مِن قَطرِهِ في نِثارِ

وَكَأَنّا مِن قَطرِهِ في نِثارِ

So it is as though spring unveils a bride,

'Tis as if spring adorns a bride,

and as though we were amid bridal gifts strewn by its rain.

And we are bathed in its splendor wide.