1. يا مَن غَدا بِرِداءِ الحُسنِ مُشتَمِلاً

    قُم نَصطَبِح فَخِضابُ اللَيلِ قَد نَصَلا

    O you who are now wrapped in beauty's mantle,

    Rise, let us drink at dawn—for night's dye has faded—

  2. مَحجوبَةً مِن بِناتِ الكَرمِ إِن بَرَزَت

    لَم تَخشَ صورَتُها مِن ناظِرٍ مَلَلا

    a veiled daughter of the vine; if she appears,

    her beauty need never fear a beholder's weariness.

  3. فَالأَرضُ قَد سَفَرَت فيها الرِياضُ لَنا

    عَن أَوجُهٍ لَو رَآها عاشِقٌ لَسَلا

    For the gardens on earth have unveiled to us

    faces that, if a lover saw them, would make him forget his beloved.