تَسلّى بِالمُدام فُؤادُ قَومٍ

تَسلّى بِالمُدام فُؤادُ قَومٍ

إِلى الهزيان قَد قَعَدوا وَقاموا

إِلى الهزيان قَد قَعَدوا وَقاموا

The heart of some folk found solace in wine;

The heart of a people found solace in wine

They sat and rose, lapsing into delirium.

As they sat and rose in frivolity

فَقُلت وَلِلفُؤاد دَهَت هُمومٌ

فَقُلت وَلِلفُؤاد دَهَت هُمومٌ

فُؤادٌ ما تسلّيهِ المدامُ

فُؤادٌ ما تسلّيهِ المدامُ

So I said, as cares beset the heart:

So I said, while cares afflicted my heart:

“A heart that wine does not console.”

"Heart, wine will not comfort you!"