يُقولُ صَحبي وَقَد جَدّوا عَلى عَجَلٍ

وَالخَيلُ تَستَنُّ بِالرُكبانِ في اللُجُمِ

My friends hasten and ask if it's the dawn

that seeks to lead us, for the horses yearn

أَمَطلَعُ الشَمسِ تَبغى أَن تَؤُمُّ بِنا

فَقُلتُ كَلّا وَلَكِن مَطلَعُ الكَرمِ

impatiently for riders in their reins -

I said no, it's the dawn of generosity that has turned