أَنَا طَاقُ تَزْهُو بِيَ الأَيَّامُ

تَعِبَتْ فِي بَدَائِعِي الأَفْهَامُ

I am a vessel overflowing with the days

In my wonders the minds grew weary

وَتَبَدَّيْتُ لِلنَّوَاظِرِ مِحْرَا

باً كَأَنَّ الإِنَاءَ فِيَّ إِمَامُ

And I appeared to onlookers red

Like a jug in me is a prayer leader

وَاقِفٌ لِلصَّلاةِ حَتَّى إِذَا مَا

جِئْتَ للِشُّرْبِ حَانَ مِنْهُ سَلاَمُ

Standing for prayer until when you came

To drink, from it came greetings