نَدَاكَ صَافٍ خَالٍ مِنَ الرَّنَقِ

وَالحمْدُ صَافٍ خَالٍ مِنَ المَلَقِ

Your pure, sincere call untainted by affectation

And praise be, pure and free of insincerity

يَاذَا الأَيادِي البَيْضَاءَ كَمْ لَكَ مِنْ

حَقٍّ عَزِيزِ الوَفَاءِ فِي عُنقِ

O you of white hands, how much right upon me

Is yours, of faithful loyalty around my neck

مِنْ لِي بِشُكْر كَفَاءٍ أَيسرِ مَا

أَهْدَيْتَ منْ فُسّتُقٍ وَمِنْ عَرَقِ

Who can thank you enough for the easiest gift

You brought of pistachios and of syrup

مِنْ ثَمَرٍ قَلّ مَا يُنَافِسُهُ

فِي نَوْعِهِ بِالمُذَاقِ وَالعَبَقِ

Of a fruit, few can rival it

In its kind, in taste and fragrance

وَمِنْ رحِيقٍ شَافٍ أَمنْتُ بِهِ

هُمُومَ لَيْلَى وَصوْلَةَ الأَرقِ

And of a healing, assuaging nectar, I felt secure with it

From Layla's worries and the sleeplessness of night

إِذَا شَرِبنَا نُخْبَ الحَبِيبِ جَلاَ

لَنَا مُحيَّا الصَّباحِ فِي الغَسقِ

When we drink the chosen wine of the beloved, the dawn shone for us

At nightfall

وَقَالَ فِي النَّقلِ مَنْ يُنَادِمُنَا

مَنْ كَنِقُولاَ فِي الخَلقِ وَالخُلُقِ

And he said in the transmission, he who sits with us

Is of our making in temperament and ethics