إِنَّما العَيشُ في مُنادَمَةِ الإِخ

وانِ لا في الجُلوسِ عِندَ الكَعابِ

True living is in companionship with friends,

Not in sitting with the drunkards.

وَبِصَرفٍ كَأَنَّها أَلسُنُ البَر

قِ إِذا اِستَعرَضَت رَقيقَ السَحابِ

And with a cup that seems to be

The gleaming clouds when they shine with rain.

إِن تَكونوا تَرَكتُمُ لَذَّةِ العَي

شِ حِذارَ العِقابِ يَومَ العِقابِ

If you have abandoned the joys of life,

Beware the punishment on the Day of Reckoning,

فَدَعوني وَما أَلَذُّ وَأَهوى

وَاِدفَعوا بي في نَحرِ يَومِ الحِسابِ

So leave me to what is most delightful and beloved,

And on the Day of Reckoning, let my reckoning be.