1. أَعتِق مِنَ الهَمِّ رِقَّ قَلبي

    بِعاتِقٍ حَشوَها زُجاجُ

    Free my enslaved heart from care

    With aged wine whose contents are glass,

  2. بَينَ رِياضِ مُزَخرَفاتٍ

    لِلماءِ في خُلجِها اِختِلاجُ

    Amid adorned gardens,

    Water quivers in their channels.

  3. فَلَيسَ يَدنو إِلَيكَ غُصنٌ

    بِمَفرِقٍ لَيسَ فيهِ تاجُ

    For no bough draws near to you

    With a head that bears no crown.