بادِرْhasten to كُؤوسَكyour cups إنمَاnothing but هِيthey أنجمٌstars
بادِرْ كُؤوسَك إنمَا هِي أنجمٌ
قدْindeed أطلعَتْthey have made rise فيin أفُقthe horizon يوْمِكَyour day سعْدَهاtheir good fortune
قدْ أطلعَتْ في أفُق يوْمِكَ سعْدَها
Hasten to your cups: they are nothing but stars
Hasten your cups for they are but stars
That have made their good fortune rise on your day's horizon,
That have risen in the horizon of your day, their happiness.
منْfrom كَفthe hand هَيفاءa slender woman المَعاطِفthe body's curves كلماwhenever
منْ كَف هَيفاء المَعاطِف كلما
أدْمَتshe made bleed فمَthe mouth الإبْريقِthe ewer أدْمىit made bleed خدهَاher cheek
أدْمَت فمَ الإبْريقِ أدْمى خدهَا
From the hand of a slender-curved woman; whenever
Whenever the lip of the pitcher kisses
She makes the ewer's mouth bleed, it makes her cheek bleed.
The mouth of the chalice, it kisses its cheek.