يَا حَبَذَا الكاَسُ بِكَفِّ الحَبِيبْ

أَذَابَت الأَنَوْارَ وَسْطَ اللَّهِيبْ

O how delightful is the cup in the hand of the beloved

It melted the lights amidst the flames

وحَبَذَا الرَّاحُ الَّتِي لَمْ تَزَلْ

تَصْرِفُنِي بِالسُّكْرِ حَتَّى أَغِيبْ

And how delightful is the wind that never stopped

Intoxicating me with rapture until I disappear

يَا غُصْنَ البَانِ أَدِرْ وَرْدَهُ

والوَرْدُ في البَانِ لَعَمرِي عَجِيبْ

O branch of acacia, turn its roses

And the roses on the acacia are for me wondrous

وَنَاوِلِ الأَقْمَارَ شُهْبَ الدُّجَى

يَا شمْسُ والأَمْرُ أَيْضاً غَرِيبْ

And pass the moons the sparks of dusk

O sun and the matter is also strange

أَفْدِيكَ مَا فِي صَبْوَتِي رَيْبَةٌ

وَلاَ لِسُلْوَانِي بِقَلْبِ تَصِيبْ

I sacrifice for you, there is no doubt in my youth

Nor any fault in my infatuation

فَاحْكُمْ بِمَا شئْتَ سِوَى جَفْوَتِي

فِعْلُ حَبِيبي كُلُّهُ لي حَبِيبْ

So judge as you wish besides my aloofness

For the act of my beloved is all dear to me