وأبيضَ من أولادِ سعد بن مالك
سقيت من الصهباء حتى تقطّرا
Whiter than the sons of Sa’d ibn Malik
I drank from the morning star until it dripped
وحتى رأى الشخص القريب بسكره
شخوصاً فنادى يال سعد وكبّرا
And until the near person in his intoxication
Saw figures, so he called “Come, O Sa’d!” and exalted
فقلت أسكرانٌ فقال مكابراً
أبى اللَه أن أستخَفّ وأسكرا
So I said, “You are drunk,” and he denied stubbornly
“God forbid that I jest and get drunk!”
فقلت له اشرب هذه بابليّةٌ
تخال بها مسكاً ذكيّا وعنبَرا
So I said to him, “Drink this, it is Babylonian,
You will imagine it to be fine musk and ambergris with it”
فلما حساها هرّها ثم إنّه
تماسك شيئا واجماً متفَكّرا
So when he tasted it, he spat it out, then he
Held himself together, silent and pensive,
وقال أعدها قلت صبرا سويعةً
فهوّمَ شيئاً ثم قام فبَربَرا
And said “Do it again.” I said, “Wait a bit,”
He pondered a little, then stood up mumbling,
فقلت له نم ساعةً علّ ما أرى
من السكر يبدي منك صرماً مذكّرا
So I said to him, “Sleep an hour, it seems
From the drunkenness there appears in you chatter.”