وأغيَدٍ طافَ بالكؤوسِ ضحىً

فحثَّها والصباحُ قد وَضَحا

The morning cupbearer circled with cups at dawn

So we urged him on as the morn was growing bright

والروضُ يُبدي لنا شقائقهُ

وآسُهُ العنبريُّ قد نفحا

The garden shows us its anemones

And its ambergris-scented blossoms exhale their scent

قلنا وأين الأقاحُ قال لنا

أودعتُهُ ثَغْرَ مَنْ سَقَى القدحا

We asked, where is the wine? He told us:

I left it in the mouth of the one who drank from the cup

فظلَّ ساقي المُدام يجحدُ ما

قالَ فلمّا تبسَّمَ افْتُضِحا

So the pourer of wine kept denying what

He had said, until he smiled and stood exposed