1. Does a lightning adorned with reins on its neck
Bring me near to the abode of her tents?

2. A wavy, curling, gushing blade,
From its edges in its morning sheath,

3. A bamboo whose water crackles in its fire -
I wondered how two opposites befriended each other!

4. It glistens and bleeds at times as though
The hands of Ridwan had touched its dwellings.

5. And it makes the hands of warriors flow softly
Like brooks slipping from treachery.