وَعاطَيتُهُand I exchanged cups with him جُنحَat the onset of الظَّلامِthe darkness سُلافَةًchoice wine
وَعاطَيتُهُ جُنحَ الظَّلامِ سُلافَةً
مُوَرَّسَةَyellow-dyed الجِلبابِthe robe عاطِرَةَfragrant النَّشرِthe scent
مُوَرَّسَةَ الجِلبابِ عاطِرَةَ النَّشرِ
And I shared choice wine with him as darkness fell,
Yellow-robed and sweetly fragrant,
وَفيand on لَيلَةٍa night يَرنوgazes بِهاin it الأُنسُconviviality أَخيَفاًwith different-colored eyes
وَفي لَيلَةٍ يَرنو بِها الأُنسُ أَخيَفاً
فَمِنthus from كَحَلِthe blackness of الظَّلماthe darkness وَمِنand from زَرَقِthe blueness of النَّهرِthe river
فَمِن كَحَلِ الظَّلما وَمِن زَرَقِ النَّهرِ
And on a night when conviviality gazed with different-colored eyes:
One dark from the night, the other blue from the river.