1. Smell the lightning of a birthmark from the embers of wrath,
Or what you see of the fold, or extinction,

2. The darkness sent it to the fever,
A sword for the long-lasting tears to be fulfilled,

3. They sent him while he came to him as a harbinger,
After they were content for a while with consent,

4. So beware my heart of wandering with a flash,
If they intend to fulfill their rights fulfillment,

5. He imitated the smile of their lips, so I think they
Sent him about what was happening in the lips exposed,

6. You were greeted by a lightning whose pulsation returned
From the era of the days of youth that passed,

7. The days when the branch of joy was not withered
From them, nor was the religion of communication claimed,

8. Far be it for the covenants of amity to be twisted, nor
A covenant to the covenant of loftiness to be breached,

9. O neighbor, the lightening told me at night
About them, the talks of brilliance and extinction,

10. And the valleys of Najd, its plants did not lack
From them, and spring had picked them and plucked them,

11. Until you see them like gardens smiling
About the beauty of their faces upon that decree,