تُعنِّفني في شرب كأسي ضَلالةً

تُعنِّفني في شرب كأسي ضَلالةً

أقِلِّي فبين الأحمرينِ هِلالُ

أقِلِّي فبين الأحمرينِ هِلالُ

You wrongly rebuke me for drinking my cup.

You chide me for drinking my cup misguidedly

Relent, for between the two red ones is a crescent moon.

Go easy, for between the two reds is a crescent

وما حالةٌ في الدهر إِلا ستنقضي

وما حالةٌ في الدهر إِلا ستنقضي

ويُعْقبُها بعد البَقاء زوالُ

ويُعْقبُها بعد البَقاء زوالُ

And every state in time is bound to pass away,

And no condition in time but will pass away

And after its continuance, disappearance follows it.

And after enduring, fading follows

فكرِّي عليَّ الكأس يا مَيُّ واعلمي

فكرِّي عليَّ الكأس يا مَيُّ واعلمي

بأنَّ تَصاريفَ الحياةِ خَيالُ

بأنَّ تَصاريفَ الحياةِ خَيالُ

So pass the cup back to me, O Mayy, and know

So pour me the cup, O wine, and know

that life's vicissitudes are an illusion.

That the fortunes of life are but fantasies