يَا عُيُونَاً تَسْقِي العُيُونَ الرَّحِيقَا

وَاصِلِي مُدْمِناً أَبى أَنْ يُفِيقَا

O eyes that quench souls with nectar

And join a drunk who refuses to awaken

أَسْكِرِينِي عَلَى الدَّوَامِ وَأَفْنِي

مُهْجَتِي أَدْمُعاً وَعَزْمِي حَرِيقا

Intoxicate me always and exhaust

My passions with tears and fiery resolve

تِلْكَ خَمْرُ الحيَاةِ مَنْ لَمْ يَذَقْهَا

مَرَّةً لَيْس بِالحَياةِ خَلِيقَا

That is life's wine, he who has not tasted it

Once, is unfit for life

وَهْيَ حُسْنُ الحَيَاةِ سَعْداً وَبُؤْساً

وَاصْطِبَاحاً لِشَرْبِهَا وَغَبُوقَا

It is life's beauty, in joy and sorrow

And in drinking it, rapture and confusion

أَنْتِ يَا مَن سَقَتْ فؤَادِي مِنْهَا

حَرَّ وَجْدٍ وَلَوْعَةٍ وَخُفوقَا

You are the one who my heart drank from it

Passion and torment and trembling

إِظْلمِينِي مَا شَاءَ ظُلْمُكِ وَانْهِي

آمِر الحُسْنِ أَنْ يَكُونَ شَفِيقَا

Oppress me as much as your oppression wills

And command beauty to be gentle

عَذِّبِينِي فَقَدْ جَنَيْتُ عَلَى

نَفْسِي وَأَمْسَيْتُ بِالْعِقَابِ حَقِيقَا

Torment me for I have wronged

Myself and truly deserved the punishment

فَلِهَذا العِقَابِ عَاوَدْتُ حُبِّي

وَلأَلْقَاهُ خُنْتُ عَهْداً وَثِيقَا

So for this punishment I renewed my love

And broke a solemn vow

رُبَّ لَيْلٍ مُحَيَّرُ النَّجمِ غَضٍّ

فِيهِ لا يَهْتَدِي الضَّلولُ طَرِيقَا

Many a night that bewilders the stars

In which the lost cannot find a path

ضَمَّني مُثْقَلاً بِهَمِّي كَبَحْرٍ

ضَمَّ فِي جَوْفِهِ الْبَعيدِ غَرِيقَا

It gathered me burdened with worries like a sea

That gathered the distant drowned in its depths

أَحْسِبُ السُّرْجَ فِي حَشَاهُ قُرُوحاً

وَأَرى الشَّهبَ فِي سَمَاهُ حُرُوقا

I think the Pleiades are wounds in its chest

And I see meteors as burns in its sky

فِيهِ نَامَتْ سُعَادُ نَوْماً هَنِيئاً

وَتَسَهَّدْتُ مُسْتهَاماً مَشُوقَا

In it, happiness slept a blissful sleep

While I sighed longing and sleepless

حَيْثُمَا وَارَتْنِي دُجَاهُ غُرُوباً

أَبْصَرَتْنِي عَيْنُ الصَّباحِ شُرُوقَا

Wherever its darkness covered me at sunset

The eye of dawn saw me shining

قَدْ تَلَقَّيتُهُ وَكَاَن كَثِيفاً

ثُمَّ وَدَعْتُهُ وَكَانَ رَقِيقَا

I met it while thick

Then bid it farewell while delicate

رَقَّ فَانْحَلَّ فَانْتَفَى غَيْرَ مُبْقٍ

لِيَ مِنْهُ إِلاّ خَيَالاً دَقِيقَا

It softened, dissolved and vanished

Leaving me no trace but a slight illusion

ظَلَّ فِي جَانِبِي نَحِيلاً نُحُولِي

كَالشَّقيقِ الأَبَرَّ يَرْعَى شَقِيقا

It remained slim and lean by my side

Like the red anemone grazing a twin

أَيُّها النَّائِمُونَ يَهْنِيكُمُ النَّوْ

مَ وَلاَ زَالَ حَظيَ التَّأرِيقَا

O you sleeping whom slumber makes happy

While my wakefulness still persists

إِنْ يَكُ السَّاهِرُونَ مِثْلِي كَثِيراً

فَسُعَادٌ أَسَمَى وَأَسْنَى عَشِيقَا

If the sleepless were many like me

Happiness would be supreme and elegant

فَاتِنِي مِنْ جَمَالَها الوجْهُ طَلْقاً

لاَ يُبَاهَى وَالْقَدُّ لَدْناً رَشِيقَا

Her face's beauty evaded me openly

Not to be boasted of, and figure so graceful

فَاتِنِي عَقْلُهَا الَّذِي يُبْدِعُ الخَا

طِرَ رُوحاً وَهَيْكَلاً وَعُرُوقَا

Her mind which conceives the thoughts escaped me

A spirit, a body, and veins

فَاتِنِي نَظْمُهَا الْقَرِيضَ فَمَا

تَنْظِمُ عَقْداً فِي جِيدِهَا مَنْسُوقَا

Her rhymed prose escaped me

Does not string pearls on her neck harmoniously

فَاتِنِي لُطْفُهَا الَّذِي يُنْعِشُ الوَجْدَ

وَلَوْ شَاءَ أَنْعَشَ التَّوْفِيقَا

Her gentleness which enlivens passion escaped me

And if it wished could revive concord

وَيُقِيمُ الآمَالَ فِي النَّفْسِ كَالنو

رِ يُحِيلُ البُذُورَ زَهْراً أَنِيقَا

And establish hopes in the soul like light

That transforms seeds into delicate flowers

فِتَنٌ قَيَّدَتْ بِهِنَّ فُؤَادِي

وَأَرَانِي إِذَا شَكَوْتُ عَقُوقَا

Charms that shackled my heart with them

And showed me, whenever I complained, disobedience

كُلُّ مُسْتَأْسَرٍ يَوَدُّ انْطِلاَقاً

وَشَقَائِي بِأَنْ أَكُونَ طَلِيقَا

Every captive wishes to break free

And my misfortune to become untied