راحٌ إذا عَلَتِ الأكفَّ كؤوسُها

فكأنها من دونها في الراحِ

The darkness, when their cups are raised on high,

Is as the glowing day in radiancy.

وكأنَّها الكاساتُ ممّا حولها

من نورِها يَسبَهنَ في ضَحضاحِ

And round about their goblets seems to shine

A gleam as of the morning's glancing eye.

لو بُثَّ في غَسَقِ الظلام شُعاعُها

طلعَ المساءُ بغُرَّةِ الإصباحِ

If in the gloaming their bright beams were shed,

The dawn o'er heav'n its light would cast as high.

نَفَضَت على الأجسام ناضِعَ لونِها

وَسَرَت بلذَّتها إلى الأرواحِ

Their tints on bodies living lustre fling,

And with delight the very soul supply.