وليلِ دجوجيٍّ كأنَّ صباحَهُ

يهزُّ لواءً مائساً فوقَ عَطْفهِ

A night as though its dawn

Raises a dripping banner above its shoulder

تَنزَّه سَمْعي منهُ في صوتِ طائرٍ

شَدا مُشرئبَّ الجيدِ ثانيّ عطْفِهِ

My hearing took pleasure in it in the voice of a bird

Drawing up the flowing locks of its cheek a second time

فأطعمت خلاَني كباباً كعَرْفِهِ

وعاطيتُ ندماني شراباً كظرفهِ

So I made my boon-companions drink deep of the wine-cups

And gave to those I loved a draught like its bucket