1. On the white rock the shadows shaded me,
I confide to the valley the rescue of a poet,

2. I heard the roar of the sea around me, so it raged in me
The turmoil of a foaming, raging heart,

3. I stood broadcasting the thought in it, as if
My mind was swimming to the unknown shore,

4. And the sad West has spread its shadows
On the folds of the waves, disheveled from traveling,

5. Behind it, the palms appear as if they are
Jinns' illusions or shadows of sorcerers,

6. Oh why does this sea rage like
The wind breathes in its rebellious chest,

7. It flooded the huts over its rocks
And hit them with its visiting wave,

8. And it tilted their huts without pity
With them or a beholder among them,

9. And it is as if I see the night above it
Wandering like a specter in the confused heavens,

10. Oh where are its fishermen over its banks
Wandering in its bays and islands?

11. The valley’s “sailors” are clad with shadows
And they chant the melodies of early spring,

12. They drowned in the wake of their huts, with it
And they did not touch any of its mercy from the Able,

13. And it imprisoned them in its turbulent wave
And brought them down from it to the spacious graves,

14. Cry out, oh valley, is there no cry from you
That echoes deeply in the minds?!

15. Do you know the secret of the night? Or are you ignorant?
Yes, it is, oh sea, the night of destinies!!