يا سَهمُ لِلبَرقِ الَّذي اِستَطارا

باتَ عَلى رَغمِ الدُجى نَهارا

O arrow for the lightning that rose high

Stayed despite the darkness as daylight

حَتّى إِذا ما أَنجَدَ الأَبصارا

وَبلاً جَهاراً وَنَدىً سِرارا

Until when it helped the sights

And brought openly rain and called secretly

آضَ لَنا ماءً وَكانَ نارا

أَرضى الثَرى وَأَسخَطَ الغُبارا

It quenched for us water and was fire

It pleased the land and angered the dust