أحمد اللَه والرباب الذي سا

ق لداري مهفهفاً مخمورا

I praised Allah and the Lord who guided

My companion to my house, drunk and merry

كأن أقسى علي مني على الما

ل إذا كان زائري غندورا

As if harder on me than I on money

When my visitor is a singing nightingale

بات عندي وبت أسقيه حتى

صار بولاد قلبه خيزورا

He stayed the night and I kept giving him drink until

His heart's wounds gushed forth

ثم عانقته وقلت ونار ال

خد تزداد بالعتاب سعيرا

Then I embraced him and said: the fire of anger

Grows more with reproach, beware

يا عتابي وياشرابي الذكيي

ن على خده المورد جورا

Oh my reproach and my smart drink

That flows on his soft cheek continuously

واكسرا طرفه المريض كما كس

سر قلبي بجوره تكسيرا

And break his sickly glance as he

Broke my heart mercilessly with his tyranny

فنهاني وقال هاك رضابي

وسقانيه طائعاً مسرورا

But he stopped me and said: here is my consent

And gave it to me willingly and happily