في الكيسِ لا في الكَأسِ لي قَهوَةٌ

مِن ذَوقِها أَسكَرُ أَو شَمَّها

It's not wine I've got in my pocket, but coffee

Whose taste inebriates me, or just its aroma

لَم يَنهَ نَصُّ الذِكرِ عَنها وَلا

أُجمِعَ في الشَرعِ عَلى ذَمِّها

Scripture doesn't forbid it, nor is there

Consensus it's forbidden, according to jurisprudence

ظاهِرَةُ النَفعِ لَها نَشوَةٌ

تَستَنقِذُ الأَنفُسَ مِن هَمِّها

Its benefits are obvious, bringing joy

Saving souls from their sorrows and troubles

فَشُكرُها أَكثَرُ مِن سُكرِها

وَنَفعُها أَكثَرُ مِن إِثمِها

Thanking it is better than getting drunk on it

And its usefulness outweighs any sin