أَلاAh ياO شَرابِيَmy drink ياO مُنيَتيmy heart's desire
أَلا يا شَرابِيَ يا مُنيَتي
تَجَنّيكَyour unjust reproaches أَعدَمَنيhas deprived me of صِحَّتيmy health
تَجَنّيكَ أَعدَمَني صِحَّتي
Ah, O my drink, O my heart's desire!
Oh my drink, oh my ecstasy
Your unjust reproaches have robbed me of my health.
Your passion has ruined my sobriety
فَجِدso be generous ليto me بِإِطريفَلٍwith an itrifal electuary مِنof رِضاًfavor
فَجِد لي بِإِطريفَلٍ مِن رِضاً
فَقَدfor indeed وَقَعَhas lodged الخامُthe raw phlegm فيin رُكبَتيmy knee
فَقَد وَقَعَ الخامُ في رُكبَتي
So grant me an itrifal electuary of favor,
Please find me some contentment
For raw phlegm has lodged in my knee.
For despair has fallen upon my knees
Sol 6.1