لا تَخشَعَنَّ لِطارِقِ الحِدثانِ

وَاِدفَع هُمومَكَ بِالشَرابِ القاني

Do not humble yourself before the knocking of misfortune,

But drive away your cares with wine of deep red hue.

أَوَما تَرى أَيدي السَحائِبِ رُقِّشَت

حُلَلَ الثَرى بِبَدائِعِ الرَيحانِ

Do you not see how the hands of the clouds have embroidered

The robes of the earth with wondrous aromatic blooms?

مِن سَوسَنٍ غَضِّ القِطافِ وَخُزَّمٍ

وَبَنَفسَجٍ وَشَقائِقِ النُعمانِ

With lilies fresh for the plucking, and lavender,

And violets, and red anemones,

وَجَنِيِّ وَردٍ يَستَبيكَ بِحُسنِهِ

مِثلَ الشُموسِ طَلَعنَ مِن أَغصانِ

And fresh roses that captivate you with their beauty,

Like suns rising from the branches;

حُمراً وَبيضاً يَجتَنَينَ وَأَصفَراً

وَمُلَوَّناً بِبَدائِعِ الأَلوانِ

Red ones and white are gathered, and yellow,

And those painted in marvelous shades.

كَعُقودِ ياقوتٍ نُظِمنَ وَلُؤلُؤٍ

أَوساطُهُنَّ فَرائِدُ العِقيانِ

Like strung necklaces of rubies and pearls,

With gems of pure gold in their centers,

وَمِنَ الزَبَرجَدِ حَولُهُنَّ مِمَثَّلاً

سَمطاً يَلوحُ بِجانِبِ البُستانِ

And emeralds fashioned around them,

A strand shimmering by the garden's edge.

فَإِذا الهُمومُ تَعاوَرَتكَ فَسَلِّها

بِالراحِ وَالرَيحانِ وَالنُدمانِ

So when worries take turns assailing you, seek solace

In wine, sweet basil, and boon companions.