جَرى ماءُ النّعيمِ عَلى سَعيرٍ

بِجَنَّةِ خَدِّهِ فبَدا البَهاءُ

The water of bliss flowed over hellfire

With the paradise of his cheek, radiance appeared

فَقُلتُ لَهُ اِسقِني مِنهُ فَنادى

وَهَل في النارِ لِلظَمآنِ ماءُ

So I said: “Give me some of it” but he exclaimed:

“Is there any water in hell for the thirsty?”