1. O lightning that flashes, how many yearnings have you awakened
In ribs that had forgotten their pain for a while

2. The water is in the ladle, the fire is in the flint
The lovers' matter is confused between the two

3. If it were not for the memory of days that passed for us
No one would be crying tears of blood while alive

4. O people of my love, return, I have missed you
Witness, by your father, what longing has done to me

5. O breeze, who at dawn dampened her skirts
Blow the fragrance of al-Andalus to our valleys