1. A lightning bolt lit up the brightly lit sky
With blazing light in its atmosphere flashing,

2. And the rumble of its invocation crackled,
So it let its pouring rain flow generously.

3. They called to each other, but did not hear,
So I cried out in ecstasy, “O driver!

4. Oh, come down, here, here, and graze,
For I pine for those with you ardently.

5. With the beautiful, curvy, tender
Heart of the passion-struck pining for her,

6. The scent of wetness wafts when she’s recalled,
So every tongue speaks of her longingly.

7. If her sitting place were but an abyss,
And her seat a towering mountain high,

8. Still with her the seat would be destroyed,
And the destroyer would not reach the climber.

9. So all ruins through her become inhabited,
And all mirages through her become abundant,

10. And all gardens through her become flowering,
And all drinks through her become delicious.

11. So my night from her face is radiant,
And my day from her hair is gloomy.

12. She split the pit of the heart when
She hit it with her splitting arrows.

13. Eyes accustomed to gazing at beauty—
No gazer can resist them.

14. So neither a wild cow in the ruin of a land,
Nor a wild leg, nor a braying she-camel,

15. Are with a generous one who traveled
So he who surpassed in beauty could be carried,

16. And a love-struck youth be left at the brightly lit sky,
Slain, though in their love sincere.