لسكر الهَوى أَروى لِعَظمي وَمِفصَلي

لسكر الهَوى أَروى لِعَظمي وَمِفصَلي

إِذا ظَمِيا يا روح مِن سُكرَةِ الخَمرِ

إِذا ظَمِيا يا روح مِن سُكرَةِ الخَمرِ

Love's intoxication is surely more thirst-quenching for my bone and my joint,

I will drink the sweet wine of love to nourish my bones and joints

when both grow thirsty, O Ruh, than the intoxication of wine.

When my soul is parched from the intoxication of wine

وَاحسِن مِن رَجعِ المَثاني دفقها

وَاحسِن مِن رَجعِ المَثاني دفقها

مَراجيع نَغم الثَّغرِ يقرَعُ بِالثَّغرِ

مَراجيع نَغم الثَّغرِ يقرَعُ بِالثَّغرِ

And lovelier than the paired strings' echoing flow

And the flowing stream from the spring flows more beautifully

are the recurring melodies of a mouth striking against a mouth.

The melody of the lips knocks on the lips