سَقِّنِيها بالكَبيرِ

سَقِّنِيها بالكَبيرِ

في هَوى رِيْمٍ صَغيرِ

في هَوى رِيْمٍ صَغيرِ

Give it to me to drink in the large cup,

Give it to me in a large cup

For love of a young gazelle.

In the passion of a small meadow

راحةً في الرَّاحِ يَحكي

راحةً في الرَّاحِ يَحكي

لونُها خَدَّ المُديرِ

لونُها خَدَّ المُديرِ

A solace in wine, resembling

Relaxing in the breeze, telling

The cupbearer's cheek in color.

Its color is the cheek of the full moon

لَطُفَتْ جِسْماً وكأْساً

لَطُفَتْ جِسْماً وكأْساً

لُطْفَ مَعْنىً في ضَميرِ

لُطْفَ مَعْنىً في ضَميرِ

It grew delicate in body and cup,

It softened a body and a cup

As subtle as a thought within the mind.

The softness of meaning in conscience

وابْتَدِرْ صِرْفَ الحُمَيّا

وابْتَدِرْ صِرْفَ الحُمَيّا

سَابِقاً صَرْفَ الدُّهُورِ

سَابِقاً صَرْفَ الدُّهُورِ

And hasten to the unmixed wine,

And hasten the turn of events

Outstripping the vicissitudes of the ages.

Preceding the turn of time

واغتنِمْ نَوْمَ زَمانٍ

واغتنِمْ نَوْمَ زَمانٍ

ظَلَّ نَهَّابَ السُّرورِ

ظَلَّ نَهَّابَ السُّرورِ

And seize the slumber of Time,

And seize the sleep of an era

Which has remained a plunderer of joy.

That remained devoid of happiness