1. بَدا قَوسُ السّماءِ بِكُلِّ حُسنٍ

    وَكانَ النّوءُ طالَ وَزادَ حيفا

    The sky’s bow appeared in all its beauty,

    And the rainstorm had lingered long and grown more oppressive.

  2. فَلا عَجب لِضَعفِ النّوءِ عَزماً

    فَقَد سَلَّ السّحاب عَلَيه سَيفا

    So no wonder the rainstorm’s resolve weakened:

    For the clouds had drawn a sword against it.