وَمَلْعَبٍ لِلْخَيْلِ في قِرْوَاحِ

مُنْفَسِحِ الأَرْجَاءِ والنَّوَاحِي

With ample space for horses to prance and roam

Its expanse stretches wide, extending its arms

كَأَنّهُ كَفُّ فَتىً جَحْجَاحِ

مَبْسُوطَةٌ للبَذْلِ والسَّمَاحِ

As though it were the open palm of a young man generous and giving

I have filled it with bright-faced youth

عَمَرْتُهُ بِفِتْيَةٍ صِبَاحِ

بِيْضٍ بِأَعْراضِهِمُ شِحَاحِ

Gentle in manners and spirits

With slender waists like lamps

هَوْناً في الأخْلاَقِ والأَرْوَاحِ

وَضُمَّرِ الأحْشَاءِ كالقِدَاحِ

From every swimming, diving side

Suiting lightning and winds

من كل طِرْفٍ سَابحٍ طمَّاحِ

مُنَاسِبٍ للبَرْقِ والرِّيَاحِ

It makes them fly without wings

Empty of neighing and hooves

يُطِيْرُهُ الحُضْرُ بلا جَنَاحٍ

خالٍ مِنَ الحِرَانِ والجِمَاحِ

With a radiance that laughs off any blemish

As though it were a night upon a morn

ذِي بُهْمَةٍ تَضْحَكُ عَنْ أَوْضَاحِ

كَأنّهُ لَيْلٌ عَلَى صَبَاحِ

With blood, like that from wounds, running

A flood like arrows, streamed from a bow

وقانِئٍ مِثْلَ دَمِ الجِرَاحِ

سَبْطٍ كَخَطِّيٍّ مِنَ الرِّمَاحِ

I have rid them of harshness and spite

And the heavy darkness of pressing night

خِلْتُهُمُ من شِدّةِ المِرَاحِ

وَنَزَوَاتِ الأُكَرِ المِلاَحِ

Intoxicated, they savored the winds’ delights

And continued their merriment with fruits

سَكْرَى تَنَشَّوْا من حُمَيّا الرَّاحِ

فَوَاصَلُوا التجْميش بالتفاح

Oh, what carefree joy without restraint

Where jest is as one with earnest work

فَيَا لَهُ لَهْواً بلا جناح

شُبِّهَ فِيهِ الجِدُّ بالمِزَاحِ