1. Did lightning from Carnelian strike you as it flashed,
As if its glimmer were the return of eyelids?
١. أَمِن نَحوِ العَقيقِ شَجاك بَرقٌ
كَأَنَّ وَميضَهُ رَجعُ الجُفونِ
2. O lightning of Carnelian, stay! For I have none
But you to help me in my ardour.
٢. أَيا بَرقَ العَقيقِ أَقِم فَما لي
سِواكَ عَلى الصَبابَةِ مِن مُعينِ
3. I yearn for Carnelian and its dwellers,
Nor can the lover be devoid of longing.
٣. أَحِنُّ إِلى العَقيقِ وَساكِنيهِ
وَما يَخلو المُتَيَّمُ مِن حَنينِ