ثَرى البِركَةِ الغَنّاءَ حالي المُقَلَّدِ

ثَرى البِركَةِ الغَنّاءَ حالي المُقَلَّدِ

عَلَيهِ عُقودٌ مِن لُجَينٍ وَعَسجَدِ

عَلَيهِ عُقودٌ مِن لُجَينٍ وَعَسجَدِ

The earth of the lush pool is adorned about the neck;

The fertile ground sings, decorated

Upon it lie necklaces of silver and gold.

With necklaces of pearls and carnelian

فَهاتِ الَّتي يَبدو عَلَيها حَبابُها

فَهاتِ الَّتي يَبدو عَلَيها حَبابُها

فَتَنظُرُ فيها أَبيَضاً في مُوَرَّدِ

فَتَنظُرُ فيها أَبيَضاً في مُوَرَّدِ

So bring the wine whose bubbles show upon its surface;

Bring forth the one whose bubbles appear

Then you will see in it white amid rose-red.

White in crimson you see

وَأَغصانُها إِن دَغدَغَتها يَدُ الصِبا

وَأَغصانُها إِن دَغدَغَتها يَدُ الصِبا

تَأَمَّلتَ مِنها غُلمَةً مِن تَأَوُّدِ

تَأَمَّلتَ مِنها غُلمَةً مِن تَأَوُّدِ

And its branches, if the east wind’s hand tickles them—

If the hand of the breeze strokes its branches

You discern in them lust born of their swaying.

You find in it affectionate boys