1. I lay awake at the flash of lightning from Tihama,
Like the blinking of his eyes is a lover's heart,

2. It shone and my yearning increased, though I did not see
What makes me yearn but you, O brilliant lightning,

3. When will you come close, for longing has no mastery over me,
And when you move away, imagining you entices me,

4. So consider a slave of yours who has fled to you,
To revive him with union before obstacles.