دُرّانِ دُرُّ نَدىً وَدُرُّ أَقاحي

دُرّانِ دُرُّ نَدىً وَدُرُّ أَقاحي

وَلُجَينُ كاساتٍ وَعَسجَدُ راحِ

وَلُجَينُ كاساتٍ وَعَسجَدُ راحِ

Two kinds of pearls: pearls of dew and pearls of daisies,

Pearls of dew and pearls of meadows,

And the silver of cups and the gold of wine,

And leaves that are drinking cups, and aromatic basil,

وَغِناءُ أَطيارٍ تُرَندَجُ كُلَّ ما

وَغِناءُ أَطيارٍ تُرَندَجُ كُلَّ ما

صاغَتهُ مِن نَغَماتِها بِسَجاحِ

صاغَتهُ مِن نَغَماتِها بِسَجاحِ

And birdsong, darkly coloring all that

And the songs of birds that trill all

They fashion from their notes with gentle ease.

The melodies they've fashioned with their throats.

فَاِمنَع مَلامَكَ مِن أَذى سَمعي وَلا

فَاِمنَع مَلامَكَ مِن أَذى سَمعي وَلا

تَقَدَح عَلى اللُوّامِ في الأَقداحِ

تَقَدَح عَلى اللُوّامِ في الأَقداحِ

So keep your reproach from hurting my ears, and do not

So spare me the blame of your hearing, and do not

Disparage the goblets in the reproachers’ manner.

Strike the fault-finders with the wine cups.

فَأَنا الجَموحُ وَما أَظُنُّكَ قادِراً

فَأَنا الجَموحُ وَما أَظُنُّكَ قادِراً

بِقُوى مَلامِكَ أَن تُرَدَّ جَماحي

بِقُوى مَلامِكَ أَن تُرَدَّ جَماحي

For I am headstrong, and I do not think you able,

For I am impetuous, and I don't think you're able

With the force of your reproach, to rein in my wildness.

With the force of your blame to restrain my wings.