1. أُحِبُّ الغِناءَ وَشُربَ الطِلاءِ

    وَأُنسَ النِساءِ وَرَبَّ السُوَر

    I love singing and drinking wine,

    And women's company—by the Lord of the surahs—

  2. وَدَلَّ الغَواني وَعَزفَ القِيانِ

    بِصَنجٍ يَمانٍ قُبَيلَ السَحَر

    And the coquetry of beauties and the music of singing slave girls,

    With a Yemeni cymbal, just before dawn.

  3. فَأَمّا الصَباحَ فَهَمّي القِداحُ

    وَخَيلٌ شَواحٍ جِيادٌ حُضُر

    As for morning, my concern is the gambling arrows,

    And wide-striding horses, fine and fleet.

  4. وَنِصفَ النَهارِ عِراكُ الجَوارِ

    وَحَلُّ الإِزارِ إِذا تَنبَهِر

    And at midday, grappling with the slave girls,

    And loosening the waistcloth when she grows breathless.

  5. فَأَمّا العَشِيَّ فَأَمرٌ جَلِيٌّ

    وَقَتلُ الكَمِيِّ بِعَضبٍ ذَكَر

    As for late afternoon, the matter is plain:

    And slaying the armored warrior with a keen, hard-steeled sword.

  6. سَبَتني البَغومُ بِدَلِّ رَخيمٍ

    وَوَجهٍ نَضيرٍ شَبيهِ القَمَر

    The soft-voiced one has captivated me with gentle coquetry,

    And a radiant face resembling the moon,

  7. وَرِدفٍ نَبيلٍ وَخَدٍّ أَسيلٍ

    كَسَيفٍ صَقيلٍ يُحيرُ البَصَر

    And ample buttocks and a smooth cheek,

    Like a polished sword that dazzles the eye.