دارَت لَهُ الكَأسُ حَتّى زاحَ باطِلُهُ

فَطَرفُهُ نائِمٌ في عَينِ يَقظانِ

The cup kept passing round till the unreal was exposed,

While, in vigilant eyes, its partaker slept.

رَيحانَةُ القَلبِ لَو كانَت تُساعِدُني

إِذَن رَضيتُ بِها مِن كُلِّ رَيحانِ

Had the plant of the heart assisted me,

I would have been content with it instead of all plants.