هاتِ اِسقِنيها قَهوَةً بابِلِيَّةً

هاتِ اِسقِنيها قَهوَةً بابِلِيَّةً

تُحاكي شُعاعَ الشَمس بَل هيَ أَفضَلُ

تُحاكي شُعاعَ الشَمس بَل هيَ أَفضَلُ

Bring it—give me Babylonian wine to drink,

Bring me a cup of Babylonian coffee,

It resembles the sun's radiance—nay, it is finer.

That rivals the sun's rays, nay it's better,

فَقَد نَطَقَ الدُرّاجُ بَعدَ سُكوتِهِ

فَقَد نَطَقَ الدُرّاجُ بَعدَ سُكوتِهِ

وَوافى كتابُ الوَردِ إِنِّيَ مُقبِلُ

وَوافى كتابُ الوَردِ إِنِّيَ مُقبِلُ

For the francolin has spoken after its silence,

For the pearl has spoken after its silence,

And the rose's letter has arrived: “Indeed, I am coming.”

And the book of roses - I am coming.