لَكَ ثَغْرٌ سَبَا الخَلائِق ذوْقَا

فَتَفَانَوْا بطيبِ ريَّاهُ عِشْقَا

You have a mouth that intoxicates all creation

They are infatuated by the sweet scent of its breath

إنْ نَمُتْ فيهِ أوْ نَعِشْ فَدعونَا

نُنْعِمُ البال فيهِ ذوْقاً ونَشْقَى

If we sleep in it or live, let us be

To delight in it is bliss, yet torment