يَومُنا يومٌ مَطيرُ

ولذَاذاتٌ حضورُ

Our day is a rainy day,

and pleasures are at hand.

فَاسقِني البِكرَ الَّتي في

حِجْرِهَا دَبَّ السُّرورُ

So pour me the virgin wine in

whose lap joy has crept.

ما تَرى طالِعَها في

فَلَكِ البَدْرِ يَدورُ

Do you not see her rising star

revolving in the full moon’s sphere?

نَبِّهِ العُودَ بِضَرْبِ النَّا

يِ فالنَّوْمُ غُرُورُ

Wake the lute with the playing of the

flute—for sleep is a delusion.

طالما نَبَّه لذَّا

تي بهِ بَمٌّ وزِيرُ

How often it has stirred delights

in me, with bass string and treble.

مِنْ فَتاةٍ يُجْتَنى مِنْ

وَجهِها البدرُ المُنيرُ

From a maiden there may be gathered, from

her face, the radiant full moon.

لا تُضِعْ يا صاحِ لذَّا

تِكَ فالعُمْرُ قَصيرُ

Do not squander, friend, the pleasures

that are yours—for life is short.

نَلْ من اللَّذاتِ ما تَب

غِيهِ وَاللَهُ غَفورُ

Take of pleasures whatever you

desire—and God is forgiving.