لهوتُ بسربال الشباب مُلاوة

لهوتُ بسربال الشباب مُلاوة

فأصبح سربال الشباب شبارِقا

فأصبح سربال الشباب شبارِقا

I reveled in the tunic of youth for a long while;

I indulged in the robe of youth, sweetness,

Then the tunic of youth became tatters.

So the robe of youth became radiant dawns.

فأصبح بيضات الخدور قد اجتوت

فأصبح بيضات الخدور قد اجتوت

لداتي وشمن الناشئين الغرانِقا

لداتي وشمن الناشئين الغرانِقا

And now the fair maidens of the curtained chambers had come to loathe

The cheeks of virgins became full moons

My peers, and turned their eyes toward the fair, tender youths.

For my beloved, and the blossoms of youth.

فأقسمت لا أشريه حتى أملَّه

فأقسمت لا أشريه حتى أملَّه

بشيء ولا أملاه حتى يفارِقا

بشيء ولا أملاه حتى يفارِقا

So I swore that, until I tired of it, I would not sell it

So I swore I will not buy it until I am bored of it

For anything, nor tire of it until it left me.

Or fill it up until it leaves me.