فَتَنَتنا السُلافَةُ العَذراءُ

فَلَها وُدُّ نَفسِهِ وَالصَفاءُ

The pure virgin enchanted us,

She has the love of her soul and purity,

روحُ دَنٍّ لَها مِنَ الكَأسِ جِسمٌ

فَهيَ فيهِ كَالنارِ وَهوَ هَواءُ

Her soft spirit from the cup has a body,

So she is in it like fire and it is air,

وَإِذا مَجَّتِ الأَباريقُ بِالمُز

نِ بِها شائِبٌ وَشابَ الماءُ

And when the jugs are filled with wine,

Grey hair is dyed by it and the water becomes youthful,

وَكَأَنَّ الحَبابَ إِذ مَزَجوها

وَردَةٌ فَوقَ دُرَّةٍ بَيضاءُ

And it is as if those who mixed it,

A rose above a white pearl,

وَكَأَنَّ الَّذي يَشُمُّ ثَراها

كَوكَباً كَفُّهُ عَلَيهِ سَماءُ

And it is as if the one who smells its scent,

His palm cups a starry sky.