تَبَسَّمَ إِذ تَبَسَّمَ عَن أَقاحِ

وَأَسفَرَ حينَ أَسفَرَ عَن صَباحِ

He smiled as he smiled, his cheek revealing dawn,

And dawn broke as he revealed the morning's glow,

وَأَتحَفَني بِكَأسٍ مِن رُضابٍ

وَكَأسٍ مِن جَنى خَدٍّ وَراحِ

Offering me a cup of pleasure, a draft

Of cheek and ease. And so, from his smile’s radiance at morn

فَمِن لَألاءِ غُرَّتِهِ صَباحي

وَمِن صَهباءِ ريقَتِهِ اِصطِباحي

My day begins, and from the blowing of his breath, revival.

Do not be quick to free my soul,

فَلا تَعجَل إِلى تَسريحِ روحي

فَمَوتي فيكَ أَيسَرُ مِن سَراحي

For in you, my death is easier than my release.