يا نَديمي أَطْلِقِ الفَجْ

رَ فَما لِلْكَأْسِ حَبْسُ

O my boon companion, uncork the flask

For no cup should ever be confined

قهوة تُعْطيكَها قَبْ

لَ طُلوعِ الشَّمْسِ شَمْسُ

Coffee she gives you before the rise

Of the sun, itself a sun

وهي كالمِرِّيخ لَكِنْ

هي سَعْدٌ وهو نَحْسُ

She's like Mars, but

She's bliss while that one bodes ill