الجَوُّ يَلمَعُ بَرقَهُ

في غَيمِهِ وَالقَطرُ يَجري

The sky flickers its lightning

In its clouds, and the raindrops flow

كَسَلاسِلٍ مِن فَضَّةٍ

قَد دُلِّيَت مِن سَقفِ تِبرِ

Like chains of silver

Poured from a roof of amber.

فَاِشرَب بِنا ذَهَباً عَلى

ذَهَبَينِ مِن بَرقٍ وَزَهرٍ

So drink with us gold upon

Two golds of lightning and flowers.

فَالآسُ مِن تحتِ النَدى

كَزَبَرجَدٍ مِن تَحتِ دُرِّ

For sorrow beneath the dew

Is like an emerald beneath a pearl.