دَعيني فَما في اليَومَ مَصحىً لِشارِبٍ

دَعيني فَما في اليَومَ مَصحىً لِشارِبٍ

وَلا في غَدٍ أَقرَبَ اليَومَ مِن غَدِ

وَلا في غَدٍ أَقرَبَ اليَومَ مِن غَدِ

Leave me, for today there is no sobering up for a drinker,

Let me drink, for there's no morning for a drinker

Nor tomorrow—how close today is to tomorrow!

And no tomorrow closer than today

دَعيني فَإِنّي في سَماديرِ سَكرَةٍ

دَعيني فَإِنّي في سَماديرِ سَكرَةٍ

بِها جَلَّ هَمّي وَاِستَبانَ تَجَلُّدي

بِها جَلَّ هَمّي وَاِستَبانَ تَجَلُّدي

Leave me, for I am in the dizzy haze of drunkenness;

Let me drink, for in the cups of drunkenness

Through it my sorrow grew great, and my fortitude became clear.

My worries are appeased and my composure fades

فَإِن يَطلُعِ الصُبحُ المُنيرُ فَإِنَّني

فَإِن يَطلُعِ الصُبحُ المُنيرُ فَإِنَّني

سَأَغدوا الهُوَينا غَيرَ وانٍ مُفَرَّدِ

سَأَغدوا الهُوَينا غَيرَ وانٍ مُفَرَّدِ

So if the radiant dawn rises, then indeed I

And when the brilliant dawn breaks, I will go

Shall set out in the morning at an easy pace, neither flagging nor alone,

To hunt, alone and not the least bit tamed

وَأَصبَحُ بَكراً غارَةً صَيلَمِيَّةً

وَأَصبَحُ بَكراً غارَةً صَيلَمِيَّةً

يَنالُ لَظاها كُلَّ شَيخٍ وَأَمرَدِ

يَنالُ لَظاها كُلَّ شَيخٍ وَأَمرَدِ

And assail Bakr at dawn with a devastating raid,

And in the morning charge, my sword held high

Whose blaze reaches every old man and beardless youth.

Against all, young and old, without being blamed