في الصَحوِ وَفي السكر بك اِستِئناسي

في الصَحوِ وَفي السكر بك اِستِئناسي

عَن ريقك ما اِعتَضت رُضابَ الكاسِ

عَن ريقك ما اِعتَضت رُضابَ الكاسِ

In sobriety and in drunkenness, my solace is in you.

In sobriety and in drunkenness, you are my consolation,

I have not taken the cup's saliva in place of yours.

I have never turned away from your path, though cups pass my way.

لا تَبرَحُ نَشوَةُ الهَوى مِن راسي

لا تَبرَحُ نَشوَةُ الهَوى مِن راسي

ما اِهتَزَّ سُلافَةٌ بعِطفي حاسِ

ما اِهتَزَّ سُلافَةٌ بعِطفي حاسِ

Love's intoxication never leaves my head,

The exhilaration of passion does not leave my head,

So long as fine wine stirs in a drinker's flanks.

No string of pearls has shaken on my forearm.