1. وَلي وَلَهُ إِذا الكاساتُ دارَت

    خَفا سِحرٍ يَحُلُّ عُرى الهُمومِ

    For me and for him, when the wine-cups circle,

    there is a secret magic that loosens the bonds of care:

  2. مُحادِثَةٌ أَلَذُّ مِنَ الحُمَيّا

    وَبَثُّ جَوىً أرق مِنَ النَسيمِ

    conversation sweeter than wine itself,

    and the outpouring of longing gentler than the breeze.