أَوشَكَ الديكُ أَن يَصيحَ وَنَفسي
بَينَ هَمٍّ وَبَينَ ظَنٍّ وَحَدسِ
The rooster is about to crow, while my soul
Wavers between worry, guesswork and intuition.
يا غُلامُ المُدامَ وَالكاسَ وَالطا
سَ وَهَيِّئ لَنا مَكاناً كَأَمسِ
O boy of wine, goblets and revelry,
Prepare for us a place like yesterday's.
أَطلِقِ الشَمسَ مِن غَياهِبِ هَذا الدَن
نِ وَاِملَإ مِن ذَلِكَ النورِ كَأسي
Unleash the sun from the gloom of this world
And fill my cup with that light.
وَأَذَنِ الصُبحَ أَن يَلوحَ لِعَيني
مِن سَناها فَذاكَ وَقتُ التَحَسّي
Let the dawn grant my eyes
A glimpse of its brilliance, for that is the time of awakening.
وَاِدعُ نَدمانَ خَلوَتي وَاِئتِناسي
وَتَعَجَّل وَأَسبِل سُتورَ الدِمَقسِ
Summon the bosom friends of my solitude and intimacy,
And hasten to unfurl the curtains of the tavern.
وَاِسقِنا يا غُلامُ حَتّى تَرانا
لا نُطيقُ الكَلامَ إِلّا بِهَمسِ
Serve us, o boy, until you see us
Unable to speak except in whispers.
خَمرَةً قيلَ إِنَّهُم عَصَروها
مِن خُدودِ المِلاحِ في يَومِ عُرسِ
A wine whose makers, they say, pressed it
From the cheeks of beauties on a wedding day.
مُذ رَآها فَتى العَزيزِ مَناماً
وَهوَ في السِجنِ بَينَ هَمٍّ وَيَأسِ
A vision a noble youth saw
While imprisoned, amidst woe and despair.
أَعقَبَتهُ الخَلاصَ مِن بَعدِ ضيقٍ
وَحَبَتهُ السُعودَ مِن بَعدِ نَحسِ
It brought him deliverance after hardship
And granted him fortune after misfortune.
يا نَديمي بِاللَهِ قُل لي لِماذا
هَذِهِ الخَندَريسُ تُدعى بِرِجسِ
My friend, for God's sake, tell me why
Is this potion called defiled?
هِيَ نَفسٌ زَكِيَّةٌ وَأَبوها
غَرسُهُ في الجِنانِ أَكرَمُ غَرسِ
It is a pure soul, its father
Planted it in the gardens, a most noble plant.
هِيَ نَفسٌ تَعَلَّمَت حُسنَ أَخلا
قِ المولِحِيِّ في صَفاءٍ وَأُنسِ
It is a soul that learned the virtues
Of the righteous in purity and intimacy.
خَصَّهُ اللَهُ حَيثُ يُصبِحُ بِالإِق
بالِ وَالعِزِّ وَالعُلا حَيثُ يُمسي
God blessed it, so that at dawn it is
With devotion, honor and exaltation, and at dusk the same.
