1. Come, return to me with a wine bowl and a cup;

    and dispel my sorrow with a ewer and a bowl.

  2. And discuss with me the poetry of Abu Nuwas,

    in a meadow like the poetry of Abu Nuwas,

  3. and beneath a cloud in which lightning’s keen blades

    are bare, while the gardens are clothed by it.

  4. And in it the armies of Eid have drawn

    against the month of fasting swords of might.

  5. And the crescent appeared to us like half a necklace

    upon the bosom of one clad in blue.

Sol 6.1