دارٌ يَدُورُ بِها السُّرُورُ

دارٌ يَدُورُ بِها السُّرُورُ

أَبَداً وَيَسْكُنُها الْحُبُورُ

أَبَداً وَيَسْكُنُها الْحُبُورُ

A house where joy goes round,

A house where joy eternally dwells

Forever, and gladness dwells within it.

And where happiness forever dwells

ما إِنْ تُخِلُّ بِمَجْلِسٍ

ما إِنْ تُخِلُّ بِمَجْلِسٍ

فِيهِ الْبُدُورُ أَوِ الْبُحُورُ

فِيهِ الْبُدُورُ أَوِ الْبُحُورُ

It never lacks a gathering

Never empty of a gathering

Where full moons or seas are found.

Of oceans or seas that it holds

تَحْدُو الْكُؤُوسَ سُقاتُها

تَحْدُو الْكُؤُوسَ سُقاتُها

وَكَأَنَّها فَلَكٌ يَدُورُ

وَكَأَنَّها فَلَكٌ يَدُورُ

Its cupbearers urge the cups along,

Glasses circle as if they are planets

And it is like a revolving celestial sphere.

Spinning in orbits as they pour