يَالَدَهرٍ قُمنَا بِهِ في أَمَانِ

مِن صُرُوفِ الزَّمَانِ في كُل آنِ

O time, with it we stand in safety

From the vicissitudes of time, every instant

مَعَ جَيدَاءَ لا تُذِيقُ حَمِيماً

غَيرَهُ مِن صَابِ الصَّرِيمَةِ آنِ

With a beauty who gives her intimacy to none

Other than the pourers of the pure wine, at times

أيَأَسَ العَاذِلُونَ مِنَّا لأنَّا

في أَمَانِ مِن فَقدِ بَعضِ الأمَانِ

Have those who blame despaired of us, because we

Are safe from the loss of some safety

فَكِلانَا في جَنَّةٍ بالتَّدَاني

وجَنَى الجَنَّتَينِ باللَّهوِ دَانِ

So both of us are in a garden of intimacy

And the harvest of the two gardens is intimate companionship

فَتَعَاطَى مِنَ المُجُونِ مُداماً

شَوبُه بِالعَفَافِ دُونَ الدِّنَانِ

So he took from the wine long draughts

Tempered by chastity, far from wildness

ثُمَّ نَاوي لِمَنطِقِ الكُتبِ آناً

كَى نَعاني بِهِ غَرِيبَ المَعاني

Then he intended the words of books for a while

That we may experience through them strange meanings

ونُجَلِّى غَوَامِضاً قَد خَفَاهَا

في القَضَايَا نُبِينُ سِحرَ البَيَانِ

And clarify obscurities that were hidden

In issues we explain the magic of rhetoric

إِن أَرُم غَيرَ دِى الاُمُورِ تَبَدَّى

خَدُّهَا مِنهُ وَردَةٌ كالدِّهَانِ

If I want other than my religion it appears

Its cheek from it a rose like paint

لَستُ أثني العِنَانَ نَحوَ سِوَاهَا

عَن هَوَاهَا ولَيسَ لِى فِيهِ ثَانِ

I do not loosen the rein towards other than it

From its passion and I have no second to it

قَد كَفَاني مِنهَا إستِمَاعٌ قَلِيلٌ

عَن سَمَاعِى مِن ضَارِبَاتِ العِيدَانِ

What I have heard of it suffices me instead

Of my hearing from the singers beating timber