دُرّانِ دُرُّ نَدىً وَدُرُّ أَقاحي

وَلُجَينُ كاساتٍ وَعَسجَدُ راحِ

Pearls of dew and pearls of meadows,

And leaves that are drinking cups, and aromatic basil,

وَغِناءُ أَطيارٍ تُرَندَجُ كُلَّ ما

صاغَتهُ مِن نَغَماتِها بِسَجاحِ

And the songs of birds that trill all

The melodies they've fashioned with their throats.

فَاِمنَع مَلامَكَ مِن أَذى سَمعي وَلا

تَقَدَح عَلى اللُوّامِ في الأَقداحِ

So spare me the blame of your hearing, and do not

Strike the fault-finders with the wine cups.

فَأَنا الجَموحُ وَما أَظُنُّكَ قادِراً

بِقُوى مَلامِكَ أَن تُرَدَّ جَماحي

For I am impetuous, and I don't think you're able

With the force of your blame to restrain my wings.