سَكرْتُ جَوَيَ وبُحْتُ بِشَرح حالِي

سَكرْتُ جَوَيَ وبُحْتُ بِشَرح حالِي

وقُلْتُ نعمْ عَشِقْتُ فلا أُبالِي

وقُلْتُ نعمْ عَشِقْتُ فلا أُبالِي

I grew drunk with ardent longing and openly described my state.

I was intoxicated with passion and confessed my state

And I said: Yes, I fell in love, so I do not care.

And said yes, I fell in love, so I do not care

خَعْتُ عِذارَ عِشْقي في غَرامي

خَعْتُ عِذارَ عِشْقي في غَرامي

وهِمْتُ وقد حَلاَ عِنْدي هِيامِي

وهِمْتُ وقد حَلاَ عِنْدي هِيامِي

I cast off the bridle of my love in my passion.

I ignored the reproach for my love in my passion

And I became love-mad, and my madness grew sweet to me,

And imagined that my infatuation was acceptable to me

بِمن نهْوَى وكاساتِ الْمُدام

بِمن نهْوَى وكاساتِ الْمُدام

مَذْهَبي دَنِّي

مَذْهَبي دَنِّي

For the one we love and the cups of wine.

With whom do I keep company and cups of wine

My creed is my wine jar.

My way is base

لائِمِي دَعْني

لائِمِي دَعْني

الْهَوَى فَنِّي

الْهَوَى فَنِّي

You who reproach me, leave me be.

My critic, leave me be

Love is my art,

Passion is my art

بِبَذْلي في الْهَوى رُوحِي ومالي

بِبَذْلي في الْهَوى رُوحِي ومالي

عشِقْتُ فما لعُذَّالِي ومالِي

عشِقْتُ فما لعُذَّالِي ومالِي

Through giving my soul and my wealth for love.

By my sacrifice in passion of my soul and money

I fell in love—what have my reproachers to do with my wealth?

I loved so I do not care about the blamer and the money

طَرَقْتُ الْحَانَ والألحانِّ تُتْلاَ

طَرَقْتُ الْحَانَ والألحانِّ تُتْلاَ

وراحُ لأُنْسِ الْكاساتِ في تُجْلا

وراحُ لأُنْسِ الْكاساتِ في تُجْلا

I visited the tavern by night as melodies were chanted.

I went to music and melodies chanting

And wine for fellowship is unveiled in the cups (wording unclear).

And the spirit of conviviality shone in vintage

وشاهَدْتُ الحبِيبَ وقد تَجَلِّى

وشاهَدْتُ الحبِيبَ وقد تَجَلِّى

تَمَتَّع يا مُعَنَّى بالْوِصالِ

تَمَتَّع يا مُعَنَّى بالْوِصالِ

And I beheld the beloved as he revealed himself.

And I saw the beloved manifest

Take delight in union, O tormented one.

Delight, O meanings, in the union

فقدْ رُفِع الْحِجابُ عنِ الْجَمالِ

فقدْ رُفِع الْحِجابُ عنِ الْجَمالِ

مُدامَتُنا تَجِلُّ عنْ الْمِزاج

مُدامَتُنا تَجِلُّ عنْ الْمِزاج

For the veil has been lifted from beauty.

For the veil was lifted from beauty

Our wine is too exalted to be diluted.

Our wine shows its character when drunk

إِذا شُرِبَتْ جلَتْ ظُلَم الدَّياجِي

إِذا شُرِبَتْ جلَتْ ظُلَم الدَّياجِي

وراحُ الأُنْسِ تُشْرِقُ في الزُّجاج

وراحُ الأُنْسِ تُشْرِقُ في الزُّجاج

When drunk, it dispels the gloom of dark nights.

It removes the darkness of night

And the wine of fellowship shines in the glass.

And the spirit of conviviality shines in the glass

يا مُعانِيها

يا مُعانِيها

صِفْ معانِيها

صِفْ معانِيها

O you who experience it,

Oh its meanings

Describe its meanings;

Describe its meanings

مازِجانِيها

مازِجانِيها

عرُوسُ قدْرُها في الْمَهْرِ غالِي

عرُوسُ قدْرُها في الْمَهْرِ غالِي

You two, mix it for me.

Mixing with me

A bride whose worth commands a costly dower,

Its dowry as a bride is expensive

وأيْسرُ مَهْرِها مُهَجُ الرِّجالِ

وأيْسرُ مَهْرِها مُهَجُ الرِّجالِ

شَطَحْتُ على الْوُجودِ بِفَرْطِ عُجْبي

شَطَحْتُ على الْوُجودِ بِفَرْطِ عُجْبي

And the least of her dower is men's lifeblood.

And the easiest dowry is the rapture of men

I spoke in ecstasy over existence, in my excessive self-admiration,

I roamed existence arrogantly

بِراحٍ أشْرقَتْ مِنْ دَنَّ قلْبي

بِراحٍ أشْرقَتْ مِنْ دَنَّ قلْبي

وجَدْتُ بها الشِّفَا مِنْ كُلّ كَرْبي

وجَدْتُ بها الشِّفَا مِنْ كُلّ كَرْبي

With wine that shone from the wine jar of my heart.

With a spirit that shone from deep in my heart

And through it I found healing for all my distress.

I found through it healing from all my sorrows

جبَرتْ كَسْرِي

جبَرتْ كَسْرِي

فافْهَموا سِرِّي

فافْهَموا سِرِّي

It mended my brokenness;

It mended my fracture

So understand my secret,

So understand my secret

واقْبلُوا عُذْري

واقْبلُوا عُذْري

بِذِي الرَّاحِ الّتي فِيها الدَّوالي

بِذِي الرَّاحِ الّتي فِيها الدَّوالي

And accept my excuse,

And accept my excuse

With this wine, in which the vines are

By the one whose spirit contains seductions

بَناتِ الْقَلْبِ لا بنْتَ الدَّوالِي

بَناتِ الْقَلْبِ لا بنْتَ الدَّوالِي

Daughters of the heart—it is no daughter of vines.

The daughters of the heart, not the daughter of the seducer