الزِّقُ مُلْكٌ لمن كان له

والمُلْكُ منه طويل وقَصيرْ

Glory belongs to him who owns it

And kingship from him is long and short

منها الصَّبوحُ الذي يترُكني

ليثَ عِفرِّين والمالُ كثِيرْ

Of it is the dawn which leaves me

A roaring lion and much wealth

فأوَّلُ الليلِ لَيْثٌ خادِرٌ

وآخِرُ الليلِ ضِبْعانٌ عَثُورْ

So the first of the night is a sleepy lion

And the last of the night is a clumsy hyena

قاتَلَكِ اللّه من مشروبةٍ

لو أنّ ذا مرَّةٍ عنكِ صَبُورْ

May God destroy you, o drinking cup

If only you could once refrain from me