هاتِ اِسقِني طالَ بِيَ الحَبسُ
مِن قَهوَةٍ بائِعُها وَكسُ
Bring me some coffee, my imprisonment craves it
From a seller whose coffeepot is impeccably clean
زِقِيَّةُ الدارِ رُصافِيَّةٌ
أَغلى بِها الشَمّاسُ وَالقَسُّ
The patroness of this house is most pure
The deacon and priest hold her coffee dear
كَأَنَّها في الكَأسِ ياقوتَةٌ
وَهيَ إِذا ما مُزِجَت وَرسُ
Her coffee in the cup is like a ruby
And when it is mixed and settled
في مَجلِسٍ لِلقَصفِ رَيحانُهُ
عَينُ المَها وَالبَقَرُ اللُعسُ
Its aroma fills a gathering place
More appealing than a doe's eye or a docile cow
وَغادَةٍ كَالبَدرِ مَمكورَةٍ
خالَطَني مِن حُبِّها مَسُّ
And a full moon like beauty mixed for me
Some of her love's touch
أَلسِنَةُ الشَربِ إِذا ما جَرَت
كَأَنَّها أَلسِنَةٌ خُرسُ
When the tongues of drinking flow
They become like silent tongues
هارونُ بَدرٌ لِبَني هاشِمٍ
وَأُختُ هارونَ لَهُم شَمسُ
Harun is a full moon for the Hashemites
And Harun's sister is their sun
لا يَبرَحُ الزُوّارُ مِن بابِها
كَأَنَّما ضَمَّهُمُ عُرسُ
The visitors never leave her door
As if they were held by a wedding
حَلَلتِ في الذَروَةِ مِن هاشِمٍ
طابَ لَها المَنبَتُ وَالغَرسُ
You descended from the heights of Hashem
The crops and trees flourished for you
يا أُختَ هارونَ أَبوكِ الَّذي
يَقصُرُ عَنهُ القَولُ وَالحَدسُ
O sister of Harun, your father
Exceeds all words and speculation
طابَ لَكِ العَيشُ عَلى يَومِهِ
هَذا الَّذي يَحسُدُهُ أَمسُ
Life was good to you each day
Even yesterday envies this day
فَقَد فَصَدَ العِرقَ إِمامُ الهُدى
في ساعَةٍ جانَبَها النَحسُ
For the Imam of guidance tapped the spout
In an hour avoided by bad omens
في مَجلِسٍ تَمَّت لَذاذاتُهُ
يَعجَزُ عَنهُ الجِنُّ وَالإِنسُ
In a gathering whose pleasures were complete
Confusing jinn and mankind
أَعقَبَهُ اللَهُ سُروراً بِهِ
وَقَرَّتِ العَينانِ وَالنَفسُ
May Allah grant it lasting joy
Tranquilizing eyes and soul
