وَشادِنٍ نَبَّهْتُهُ وَالكَرى

يُميلُهُ كَالغُصُنِ المُنْعَطِفْ

I warned him while he was turning away,

Like a bending branch, he came walking unsteadily,

فَجاءَ يَمْشِي ثَمِلاً خَطْوُهُ

وَهْوَ بِجِلْبابِ الدُّجَى مُلْتَحِفْ

Wrapped in the robe of darkness, his steps laden.

The full moon of dusk races the rising sun,

بَدْرُ الدُّجَى يَسْعَى بِشَمْسِ الضُّحى

وَأَدْمُعُ الغَيْمِ عَلَينا تَكِفْ

And the tears of the rain pour down on us.

His eyelids grow heavy from his drunkenness,

وَجَفْنُهُ يَثْقُلُ مِنْ سُكْرِهِ

وَكَفُّهُ بِالكَأْسِ نَحوي تَخِفّْ

And his palm waves the cup towards me playfully.

I spend the night while the stars are his necklace,

فَبِتُّ وَالنَّجْمُ وَهَى عِقْدُهُ

يَفْسُقُ طَرْفي وَضَميري يَعِفّْ

Tempting my eyes and teasing my conscience.

He brought me roses from his cheek,

وَالوَرْدَ مِنْ وَجْنَتِهِ أَجْتَني

وَالرّاحَ مِنْ رِيقَتِهِ أَرْتَشِفْ

And I sipped the fragrance from his saliva.

Then we parted, both of us torn inside,

ثُمَّ افْتَرَقْنا وَكِلانا شَجٍ

لَهُ فُؤادٌ بِالأَسى يَعْتَرِفْ

His heart admits to the sorrow,

And my ribs harbor the pain within,

وَأَضْلُعٌ فيها الجَوَى كامِنٌ

وَأَدْمُعٌ مِنْها النَّوى تَغْتَرِفْ

My tears drawing the agony from it.