ساقي المدام غنِّ غَن
لا تَختشي لَوم
O bearer of wine, sing sing
Do not fear blame
وَاِروِ الغَرام عَني عَني
يا ساقي القَوم
Quench my passion, my passion
O bearer of the folk
يا مُفرد الحُسن
آه يا مُرادي
O unequalled in beauty
Ah, my desire
عَطفاً عَلى المَأسور
إِنّي دَخيلك
Have mercy on the captive
I am your guest
فَالدَمع كَالمُزن
إذ تهامى
And tears like rain
When yearning overwhelmed me, swimming could not save me
لم يُنجني العوم
أَقسَمت بِالخَدّ القاني
I swear by the alluring cheek
Radiant in beauty
باهي الجَمال
وَبِالقوام المران
By the supple waist
Resplendent in charm
زاهي الدَلالِ
وَالمُقلة النَجلا
By the languid eyelids
With a pearl smile
مَع دُرّ مبسم
إنّ الهَوى فنّي وَالغَراما
Passion's art is mine, and so is love
And so my rule today
وَسُنّتي اليَوم
رَوى شَذا مسك الخالي
Is to narrate the fragrance of musk on the mole
From the anemone
عَن الشَقيق
عَن بارق الثَغر الحالي
From the radiance of the smile on the ruby lips
From the carnelian
عَن العَقيق
إنّي بِهِ أَولى
It is dearer to me
Than any other passion
مِن كُلّ مُغرم
فَكَم جفا جفني يا ندامى
How often has sleep betrayed me, in his love, O regretful ones
O my killer, with tenderness
في حُبِّهِ النوم
يا قاتِلي بِالتَجنّي
May my soul ransom you
Did any crime of mine occur
تَفديك نَفسي
فَهَل جَرى ذَنب مني
O full moon of my intimacy
So forgive, and be generous with union, and have mercy
يا بَدر أُنسي
فَاِسمَح وَجد فَضلاً
On my grieving heart, O precious of high prices
O you of resplendent beauty
بِالوَصل وَاِرحَم
مضنى أَخا حزنِ مُستهاما
Sister of suns
On the brilliant face that makes my cups shine clear
يا غاليَ السوم
ذات الجَمال الوضاحِ
By God, nothing sweeter
Than a mouth well-arranged
أخت الشُموسِ
عَلى سَنا الوَجه الضاحي
Serving wine and desire in the fasting months
Your cheeks have unsheathed the fatal sword
تَجلو كُؤوسي
لِلّه ما أَحلى
From the eyelids
Until they called us to ravishment
ثَغراً منظَّم
يَسقى ابنة الدنّ وَالمداما
The magic of eyes
My wish, wait
في أَشهر الصوم
خود نَضت سَيف الفَتك
I am infatuated
When the dove on the branch passionately moaned
منَ الجفون
حَتّى دَعانا لِلهَتك
It taught the dove
By the best of loved ones
سحر العُيون
يا منيتي مَهلاً
The secret of existence
And his family and companions
إِنّي مُتيّم
حَمامة الغُصن حينَ هاما
The people of witnessing
Lord of the heavens, bless
قَد علَّم الحَوم
عَلى أَجلّ الأَحباب
With grace and peace
And bring praise that eternally arises
سرّ الوُجود
وَآله وَالأَصحاب
My praise of them endures
أَهل الشُهود
رَبُّ السَما صَلّى
فَضلاً وَسلّم
وَجاء بِالمنِّ ما تَسامى
مَدحي بِهم دوم
