قُلْتُ لِلَّيْلِ إِذْ حَبانِي حَبِيَباً

قُلْتُ لِلَّيْلِ إِذْ حَبانِي حَبِيَباً

وَغِناءً يَسْبِي النُّهَى وَعُقارَا

وَغِناءً يَسْبِي النُّهَى وَعُقارَا

I said to the night, when it bestowed on me a beloved,

I said to the night when love brought me a beloved,

And singing that captivates the mind, and wine:

And songs that enchant propriety and dispel all cares:

أَنْتَ يا لَيْلُ حاجِبِي فَامْنَعِ الصُّبْ

أَنْتَ يا لَيْلُ حاجِبِي فَامْنَعِ الصُّبْ

حَ وَكُنْ أَنْتَ يا دُجَى بَرْدَ دَارَا

حَ وَكُنْ أَنْتَ يا دُجَى بَرْدَ دَارَا

“You, O night, are my chamberlain, so bar the morn—

“You, O night, are my confidant, so refuse to let dawn appear,

—ing; and you, O darkness, be a curtain-keeper.”

And, O darkness, be a cool home for us both.”