الزَهرُ مُعلَمُ نَدٍّ

الزَهرُ مُعلَمُ نَدٍّ

مِنَ الرُبى في تُخوتِ

مِنَ الرُبى في تُخوتِ

The blossoms are a patterned cloth of perfume,

The flower is a soft dew's guide,

from the hills, laid upon couches,

Of varied hues in bouquets tied;

مِن أَصفَرٍ صَندَلِيٍّ

مِن أَصفَرٍ صَندَلِيٍّ

وَأَحمَرٍ ياقوتي

وَأَحمَرٍ ياقوتي

of sandalwood yellow

Of saffron yellow, ruby red,

and ruby red.

So sip the potion it has shed.

فَاِشرَب عَلَيهِ عَقارا

فَاِشرَب عَلَيهِ عَقارا

كَالعَنبَرِ المَفتوتِ

كَالعَنبَرِ المَفتوتِ

So drink wine beside it,

Like melted amber is its power,

like crumbled ambergris;

That in a little passing hour,

فَشَملُهُ عَن قَليلِ

فَشَملُهُ عَن قَليلِ

يَفضي إِلى تَشتيتِ

يَفضي إِلى تَشتيتِ

for its unity, before long,

Pervades, and then begins to reach,

will give way to scattering.

The mind, and thought in chaos breach.