ياO ساحِرَbewitching الطَرفِthe gaze قَدalready بَداhas appeared السَحَرُthe predawn hour
يا ساحِرَ الطَرفِ قَد بَدا السَحَرُ
فَماso what الَّذيthat which بِالصَبوحِwith the morning wine يُنتَظَرُis awaited
فَما الَّذي بِالصَبوحِ يُنتَظَرُ
O you of the bewitching gaze, the predawn hour has come;
so why delay the morning wine?
أَماdo ... not تَرىyou see الوَردَthe roses كَيفَhow قَدalready طَلَعَتhave risen
أَما تَرى الوَردَ كَيفَ قَد طَلَعَت
مِنهُfrom it شُموسٌsuns بِروجُهاtheir celestial mansions الشَجَرُthe trees
مِنهُ شُموسٌ بِروجُها الشَجَرُ
Do you not see the roses, how there have risen
from them suns whose celestial mansions are the trees?
فَلُذso seek shelter بِماin what فيin الرِياضِthe gardens مِنهُof it فَقَدfor already
فَلُذ بِما في الرِياضِ مِنهُ فَقَد
صارَhas become طِرازاًembroidery لِلاذِهِfor its silk المَطَرُthe rain
صارَ طِرازاً لِلاذِهِ المَطَرُ
So seek shelter among the garden roses, for
the rain has become embroidery upon their silk.
Translation model: Sol 6.1