رَأى البَرقَ شَرقِيّاً فَحَنَّ إِلى الشَرقِ

وَلَو لاحَ غَربِيّاً لَحَنَّ إِلى الغَربِ

He saw the lightning flash in the east, so he leaned towards the east

And had it shone in the west, he would have leaned towards the west

فَإِنَّ غَرامي بِالبُرَيقِ وَلَمحِهِ

وَلَيسَ غَرامي بِالأَماكِنِ وَالتُربِ

For my passion is for lightning and its gleam

Not for places and dust

رَوَتهُ الصَبا عَنهُم حَديثاً مُعَنعناً

عَنِ البَثِّ عَن وَجدي عَنِ الحُزنِ عِن كَربي

The morning breeze narrated to them indirectly

Of ecstasy, of my love, of my sorrow, of my distress

عَنِ السُكرِ عَن عَقلي عَنِ الشَوقِ عَن جَوىً

عَنِ الدَمعِ عَن جَفني عَنِ النارِ عَن قَلبي

Of intoxication, of my reason, of yearning, of my bosom

Of tears, of my eyelids, of fire, of my heart

بِأَنَّ الَّذي تَهواهُ بَينَ ضُلوعِكُم

تُقَلِّبُهُ الأَنفاسُ جَنباً إِلى جَنبِ

That the one whom you love in your chest

The breaths turn him over from side to side

فَقُلتُ لَها بَلِّغ إِليهِ بِأَنَّهُ

هُوَ الموقِدُ النارِ الَّتي داخِلَ القَلبِ

So I told her, convey to him that

He is the one who lit the fire inside my heart

فَإِن كانَ إِطفاءٌ فَوَصلٌ مُخَلَّدٌ

وَإِن كانَ إِحراقٌ فَلا ذَنبَ لِلصَبِّ

If it is extinguishing, then it is an eternal connection

And if it is burning, then the morning breeze is not to blame