أَلا حَبَّذا نَوْرُ الْبَنَفْسَجِ إِذْ بَدا

كآثارِ قَرْصٍ في جُسُومٍ نَواعِمِ

Oh, how delightful is the violet’s glow when it appears

Like the trace of a bracelet on the wrists of gentle maidens

فَقُمْ سَقِّني كأْساً عَلَيْهِ كَأَنَّها

نُقوشاً وَلَوْناً مِنْ فُصُوصِ الْخَواتِمِ

So pour me a cup that seems as though

It bears engraving and color from ring stones