1. يا مِسكَةَ العُشّاقِ مِسكُ الدُجى

    قَد رُدَّ في نافِجَةِ الغَربِ

    O mainstay of lovers, the musk of night

    Has been returned to the West’s musk-pod.

  2. وَجونَةُ الشَرقِ لِكافورِها

    ناثِرَةٌ في عَنبَرِ التُربِ

    And from the East’s perfume-casket, its camphor

    Is strewn amid the ambergris of the earth.

  3. فَأَذهِبِ الهَمَّ بِمَشمولَةٍ

    كَمِثلِ ذَوبِ الذَهَبِ الرَطبِ

    So banish care with wine cooled by the north wind,

    Like molten, liquid gold.

  4. فَالماءُ قَد خَدَّدَ بَلَّورَهُ

    ما نَثَرَتهُ فَضَّةُ السُحبِ

    For the water’s crystal has been furrowed

    By what the silver of the clouds has scattered.