عاذِلي في المُدامِ غَيرَ نَصيحِ

لا تَلُمني عَلى شَقيقَةِ روحي

Blame me not for revelry in wine

My blamer regarding the wine offers no sincere advice,

Reproach me not for the soul's twin that enticed me

Do not rebuke me for the twin sister of my soul,

لا تَلُمني عَلى الَّتي فَتَنَتني

وَأَرَتني القَبيحَ غَيرَ قَبيحِ

Blame me not for she who led me astray

Do not rebuke me for the one who has bewitched me,

And made ugly seem fair, not ugly

And made the unsightly appear to me as fair.

قَهوَةٌ تَترُكُ الصَحيحَ سَقيماً

وَتُعيرُ السَقيمَ ثَوبَ الصَحيحِ

A coffee that makes the healthy sick

A dark vintage that renders the healthy man infirm,

And mocks the sick with garb of the healthy

While lending the infirm the very cloak of health.

إِنَّ بَذلي لَها لَبَذلُ جَوادٍ

وَاِقتِنائي لَها اِقتِنَاءُ شَحيحِ

My spending on her is spending of generosity

Truly, I spend upon her with the largesse of the generous,

And my keeping her is keeping of the stingy

Yet I hoard her possession with the greed of a miser.