وَارَتْ جُفُونِي مِنْ نُوَيْرَةَ كاسمِها

ناراً تُضِلُّ وكلُّ نارٍ تُرْشِدُ

My eyes have been sleepless because of her name

A fire that leads astray, yet every fire gives guidance

والماءُ أنتِ وما يَصِحُ لِقَابِضٍ

والنار أَنتِ وفي الحَشَا تَتَوَقَّدُ

You are the water, ungraspable

You are the fire, blazing in the brushwood