Sol 6.1

  1. لِزَهرَةِ البُستان في غُصنِها

    الفَينان عَرفٌ يَفوح

    The garden's flower, upon its bough,

    lush and leafy, has a fragrance that wafts.

  2. فَباكِرِ الخِلّان في رَوضَةِ

    الرَيحان إِلى الصَبوح

    So join your friends at dawn in the garden

    of basil, for the morning draught.

  3. اِشرَب عَلى الأَلحان

    مِن كَفِّ مَيّاسٍ مُنَعَّم

    Drink to the melodies

    from the hand of a swaying, pampered youth,

  4. قَد أَسكَرَ النُدمان

    بِاللَحظِ وَالكاسِ وَالمِبسَم

    who has already intoxicated the drinking companions

    with his glance, the cup, and his smiling mouth.

  5. مُعَطَّرُ الأَردان

    ذَكِيُّ الأَنفاسِّ عَذبُ الفَم

    His sleeves are perfumed,

    his breath fragrant, his mouth sweet.

  6. لَيسَ مِنَ السُلوان عَن حُس

    نِهِ الفَتّان قَلبي قَريح

    There is no forgetting his beauty,

    so beguiling; my heart is wounded.

  7. وَها مُغَطّى الأَشجان بِأَدمُعِ

    الأَجفان بادٍ صَريح

    And behold, concealed sorrow, through the tears

    of the eyelids, is manifest and plain.

  8. كَم لِلرِضا أَرتاح

    وَكَم مِن اِستِرسال

    How I delight in your favor,

    and how much unreserved surrender!

  9. مَن مُنصِفُ الأَرواح

    مِن لَحظِكَ القَتّال

    Who will give souls redress

    against your deadly glance?

  10. يا شادِناً يَلتاح

    في وَجهِهِ إِقبال

    O young gazelle, there gleams

    in your face good fortune.

  11. أَسرَفتَ في الهِجران فَلَيتَ

    لَو قَد حانَ مَوتٌ مُريح

    You have gone too far in forsaking me; would that

    a restful death had already come!

  12. لَم تُبقِ لِلهَيمان لَواعِجُ

    النيران قَلباً صَحيح

    The love-mad one has not been left, by the searing pains

    of fire, a heart unharmed.