1. ما العَيشُ إِن يَبدو وابَرامَةَ بارِقٍ

    وَيَزورُ طَيفٌ مِن تَهامَةَ طارِقُ

    What is life, if the morning shines

    And a specter from Tihama passes by

  2. كَلّا وَلا اللَذّاتُ رَبعٌ دارِسٌ

    وَلّى بِساكِنِهِ وَجَدَّ السائِقُ

    Nay, not even pleasures are lasting

    The inhabitant turned away and the driver left

  3. العَيشُ صافِيَةٌ كَأَنَّ شُعاعَها

    قَبَسٌ تَوَقَّدَ فَاِستَنارَ الغاسِقُ

    Life is pure, as if its radiance

    Is an ember that ignited and illuminated the dark

  4. صَلّى عَلَيها في الدُيورِ شَهامِسٌ

    وَهَوى إِلَيها بِالسُجودِ جَثالِقُ

    Eminent men throughout the ages prayed over it

    And the humble prostrated towards it

  5. ما لي وَآرام العَقيق وَرامَةٍ

    ريمُ العَقيقِ وَريمُ رامَة طالِقُ

    Why do I care for carnelian and musk

    The shedding of carnelian and shedding of musk are free

  6. عَذراءُ ما عَقَرَت بِراحَةِ شارِبٍ

    مُذ حَيثُ كانَت فَهيَ بكرٌ عاتِقُ

    An unmarried girl who has not marred the rest of a reveler

    Since she has always been a virgin with large dark eyes

  7. مَن كانَ ذاوَلَهٍ بِنَجدٍ عاشِقاً

    كَلِفاً فَإِنّي لِلمدامَةِ عاشِقُ

    Whoever loves sober Najd passionately

    I am a lover of wine

  8. سَفَهاً لِرَأيِ فَتىً يَبيتُ وَما لَهُ

    في حَلبَةِ الصَهباءِ طَرقٌ سابِقُ

    Foolish is the opinion of a youth who spends the night without

    A precedent in the arena of predawn darkness

  9. سيما وَجَيشُ الصَبرِ قَد ضُرِبَت لَهُ

    فَوقَ الرِياضِ المونِقاتِ سُرادِقُ

    Especially since an army of patience has been assigned

    Pavilions above the soft meadows

  10. وَعَلى الزَمانِ مِنَ الرَبيعِ مَحاسِنٌ

    قَلبُ السُرورِ بِها كَثيبٌ وامِقُ

    And the spring has beauties over time

    With it the heart of joy is a swollen torrent

  11. يا شارِبَ الصَهباءِ دونَكَ فَاِنتَهِز

    أَرضٌ مُزَخرَفَةٌ وَماء دافِقُ

    O you who drink sobriety, avail yourself

    Of an ornamented land and a gushing water

  12. وَعَساكِر الزَهرِ النَضير كَتائِبٌ

    رُفِعَت عَلَيهِ مِنَ الغُصونِ صَناجِقُ

    And regiments of delicate flowers are battalions

    Raised on its branches are trellised pavilions

  13. وَالطَيرُ تَصدَحُ في الغُصونِ كَأَنَّها

    تَرجيعُ أَلحانٍ وَصَبٍ شائِقُ

    And birds trill in the branches as if

    They are returning melodies and passionate love songs