قَد هَتَكَ الصُبحُ سَدولِ الدُجى

فَانحَسَرَت أَثوابُهُ الجونُ

The dawn has torn the veils of darkness

Dawn has torn down the heavy drapes of night,

And its garments of gloom have vanished.

And cast aside its robes of charcoal hue.

فَاصبِح نَداماكَ سُخامِيَّةً

أَتى لَها في دَنِّها حينُ

So stop your vain regret, you who went astray,

So serve your comrades a morning draught of dark vintage,

When affliction came your way.

Upon which an age has passed within the urn.

زُفَّت إِلى أَكرَمِ خُطّابِها

وِشاحُها وَردٌ وَنَسرينُ

She was wed to the noblest of suitors

She is brought forth like a bride to her noblest suitor,

With a wreath of roses and jasmine.

Her sash a weave of roses and sweet briar.

تَسعى بِها حَوراءُ في طَرفِها

ضَحكٌ وَفي المَضحَكِ تَقيِيِنُ

The houri hastens to her with a cheek

A doe-eyed maiden bears the cup; within her glance

Of laughter, though sure of what’s to come.

Is mirth, and in her smile is artful grace.

ما الناسُ إِلّا رَجُلٌ فاتِكٌ

أَو رَجُلٌ وَقَّرَهُ دينُ

Men are but an impetuous fool

For mankind is but the bold and reckless libertine,

Or one whose religion curbs him.

Or the man whom faith has crowned with dignity.