أُدْنُ مِنَ الدَّنِّ بي فِداكَ أَبي

واشْرَبْ وهَاتِ الكَبيرَ وانْتَحِبِ

Come close with the wine, my life for you, father,

Drink and pour the large cup and lament.

أَما تَرى المٍطَّلَِّ كَيْفَ يَلْمَعُ في

عُيونِ نُورِ تَدْعو إِلى الطَّرَبِ

Don't you see how the Pleiades shine

In the eyes of light that invite joy?

في كُلِّ عَيْنٍ لِلطَّلِّ لُؤْلُؤْةٌ

كَدَمْعَة في جُفونِ مُنْتَحِبِ

In each eye for the Pleiades there is a pearl

Like a teardrop in the lids of a lamenter.

والصُّبْحُ قَدْ جُرِّدَتْ صَوارِمَهُ

واللَّيْلُ قَدْ هَمَّ مِنْهُ بِالهَرَبِ

And morning has unsheathed its blades.

And night has thought of fleeing from it.

والجَوُّ في حُلَّةٍ مُمَسَّكَة

قَدْ كَتَبَتْها البُروقُ بِالذَّهَبِ

And the air is in a solid dress

That the lightning wrote in gold.

فَهاتِها كَالعَروسِ مُحْمَرَّةَ ال

خَدَّيْنِ في مِعْجَرٍ مِنَ الحَبَبِ

So bring it like a bride, red of

Cheek, in a bed of seeds.

كادَتْ تَكونُ الهَواءَ في أَرْجِ ال

عَنْبَرِ لَوْ لَمْ تَكُنْ مِنَ العِنَبِ

It almost became the air in the scent of

Amber had it not been of grapes.

مِنْ كَفٍّ راضٍ عَنْ الصُّدودِ وَقَدْ

غَضِبَتْ في حُبِّهِ عَلى الغَضَبِ

From a palm pleased with rejections when

It was angry in its love over anger.

فَلَوْ تَرى الكَأْسَ حينَ يَمْزِجُها

رَأَيْتَ شَيْئاً مِن أَعْجَبِ العَجَبِ

So if you see the cup when he mixes it

You see something of the most amazing wonders.

نارٌ حَواها الزُّجاجُ يُلْهِبُها ال

ماءُ ودُرٌّ يَدورُ في لَهَبِ

Fire contained in glass inflamed by

Water and a pearl spinning in the flames.