1. We have not seen a sea carrying aloes wood,
Nor gold being molded into a mountain,

2. Until the Tigris flowed with radiance
And the peaks were illuminated with light.

3. The clouds of smoke ascended and sparks flew,
The thunder of festivities and pouring rain,

4. The smoke kept rising higher
Until Saturn was tinted by its color.

5. We used to see the waves as silver,
But the light made it gold, kindling

6. Sparks mimicking the falling of stars,
And lightning like the flashing of white swords.