مَرَّ عامٌ وأنتض يا صاحِ صَاحِ

ومعَ الرَّاحِ لم تَعُد في كِفاحٍ

A year has passed, and you have bloomed, O companion of youth

Yet with the winds, you are no longer in struggle

قد شرِبتُ المدامُ دهرا طويلاً

في صَباحي وغُدوَتي ورَواحي

For long have I drank the wine

In my mornings, evenings, and respites

واصطبَاحٍ واصلتُه باغتِباقٍ

واغتباقٍ واصلتُه باصطِبَاحِ

Connecting sobriety with intoxication

And intoxication with sobriety

من مُدامٍ كأنما عصرُوها

من خُدود المِلاح وقتَ المِزاح

Wine that seems to have been pressed

From the cheeks of beauties in playful times

ونَدامى كأنما نَدِموا عمَّا

قضَوه من عُمرِهم في الصَّلاح

And my drinking companions seem to regret

What they spent their lives doing in piety

فرأوا في المًُبَاحِ كلَّ حرَامٍ

ورأوا في الحَرامِ كلَّ مُباح

So they saw in the permitted every sin

And saw in the sinful every permitted act