وَأَكياسٍ مِنَ الكاساتِ مَلأى

خَتَمناها بِشَمعٍ مِن حَبابِ

And sacks of goblets we filled

Sealing them with wax flakes

وَسِرنا في طَريقِ اللَهوِ حَتّى

نَزَلنا في دَكاكينِ الرَوابي

And we walked the path of revelry until

We descended into the shops of comfort

فَما رُحنا مِن الرَوحاءِ إِلّا

وَقَد مَلَكَ الصِبا رِقَّ التَصابي

Yet we left Rooha only after

The morning took control with the clanging of swords