إِذا غابَت الشَمسُ يَومَ الغَمامِ

فَشَمسُ المُدامَةِ عَنها تَنوبُ

When the sun is absent on a cloudy day

The sun of wine takes its place

كَأَنَّ السَماءَ وَقَد غَيَّمَت

مِراةٌ تَنَفَّسَ فيها كَئيبُ

As though the overcast sky

Were a mirror breathed upon by a melancholy man

فَيَومي حَبيبٌ وَكَأسي حَبيبٌ

يَدورُ بِها مِنهُ ساقٍ حَبيبُ

My days are a beloved, and my cup a beloved

Circling between beloved hands

نَدامايَ هَذا مِن العالَمينِ

نَصيبي وَما لي مِنهُ نَصيبُ

My two boon companions in this world

Are my fate and my luck

وَما لِلرَقيبِ كَفاهُ الحَبيبُ

فَإِنَّ الرَقيبَ عَلَيَّ الحَبيبُ

The beloved is enough for the spy

For the beloved spies on me

قَضيبَ النَقا خَلِّني وَالثِما

رَ مِن قَبلِ يورِقُ هَذا القَضيبُ

Leave me with the slender branch of the palm tree

That will soon bear fruit from this branch

لَذَا بَعضُ وِلدانِ دارِ النَعيمِ

فَمِن ها هُنا قيلَ فيهِ غَريبُ

That's why some lads from the abode of bliss

Were exceptionally strange

بِهِ الروحُ مِن قَبلِ جِسمي تَموتُ

وَقَلبي مِنَ العَينِ فيهِ نُدوبُ

By it, my soul dies within my body

And my heart bears the scars of the eyes within it