تَنَبَّهْ قد بدى شمسُ العُقَارْ

وَقدْ غلبَ الشعاعُ على النهارْ

The sun of the vineyards has dawned

And its rays have overwhelmed the day

سُلافاً قدْ صَفتْ قِدْماً وَرَاقَتْ

أدِرْها بالصِّغار وبالكبارْ

Pure wine has been described and delighted

Pass it around to small and great

فَمَا عُصِرَتْ وما جُعلت بدنٍّ

وما سُبكتْ زُجاجتُها بنارْ

It was neither pressed nor fermented

Nor was its bottle fused by fire

شَربْناها بِدَيْر ليس فيه

سِوَى الحلاَج في خَلْعِ العذَارْ

We drank it in a monastery where

None dwelt but the stripped monks

قَدِيمٌ عَهدُنا بالسُّكر عِزًّا

وَما سُكْر الفَتى منها بعارْ

Our friendship with wine is old and dear

And the youth's drunkenness with it no shame

نَشا في القَوْم شَماسٌ لطيفٌ

يَجُرُّ الذّيلَ في ثَوْبِ الوقارْ

A gentle candlebearer arose among the people

Dragging the train of his stately robe

فَأفْناُهمْ به عَنْهُمْ فَتَاهُوا

فَمَا يُرْويهُمُو شُرْبُ البِحَارْ

We distracted them from themselves and they became lost

Not even drinking oceans could quench their thirst

تَرَاهُمْ شاخصينَ بِغيرِ لُبٍّ

وقد سُلبُوا بِغَير الإختْيارْ

You see them staring blankly, senseless

Stripped without choice

وعند دُخُولهم في الدير ألَقوْا

عَصَاهم إذ ألمُّوا بالجوارْ

And upon entering the monastery they cast

Their staffs as they felt the neighboorhood

كما أَلْقى الكليم بها عصَاه

وَولَّى بالمخافَةِ للفرارْ

As the Kalim had cast down his staff

And fled in fear of escape

وَخَلوا رَأسَ مالهمُو طرِيحا

هُنَاك وَأْقبلوا بالإفتِقارْ

And they left their capital fallen

There, and came destitute

إِضَاعَة مَالهم وجبت عَليهمْ

كما وَجَب السُّؤَال بالاضطْرَارْ

Squandering their money became binding upon them

As questioning becomes binding in need

لِسانُ الششْترَيِّ بِهم وَلوعٌ

وَعَنْهم حَالهْ مُرْ اصْطبارْ

The tongue of Shatray is raging at them

And it is best to be patient with their state