قُمْ يا غُلامُ اسْقِني مُشَعشَعَةً

تَسِيرُ في الكأسِ بالتَباشيرِ

Arise, O youth, and pour me sparkling wine,

That moves within the cup in pearls;

تَجَرَّدَتْ والزَّمانُ يَحْجُبُها

كَظُلْمَةٍ أَطْبَقَتْ عَلى نُورِ

She has undressed, while time obscures her,

Like darkness overwhelming light;

تُظَنُّ في كأْسِها إِذا مُزِجَتْ

نجومَ لَيْلٍ تَهْوي لِتَغْويرِ

In her cup, when blended, you would think

Were stars of night falling to seduce;

أَوْ بَرَداً قَدْ أُدِيرَ دائِرةً

مِنْ فَوقِ نارٍ بِغيرِ تَسْعيرِ

Or cooled pearls circled

Above a fire without blazing;

أَوْ عِقْدَ دُرٍّ وَهَتْ مَعاقِدُهُ

عَلى عَقيقٍ في صَرْحِ بَلُّورِ

Or a necklace of pearls whose clasps

Are on ruby in a palace of crystal;

كَم حَثَّ شُربي لِكَأْسِها قَمَرٌ

بِقَدِّ غُصْنٍ وخَصْرِ زُنبورِ

How often has the drinking of her cup pressed on the moon,

With a willowy waist and a wasp's slenderness,

يَجْذِبُهُ رِدْفُهُ فَأَحْسِبُهُ

يَرُومُ مَشْياً على قَواريرِ

Her buttocks draw him; and I fancied

He walks with a gait on crystals.