لَهُ هَيدَبٌ دانٍ وَرَعدٌ وَلَجَّةٌ

وَبَرقٌ تَراهُ ساطِعاً يَتَبَلَّجُ

He has a soft, gentle thunder, and a languid lightning

Whose flashes you can see brightly sparkling

فَباتَت كِلابُ الحَيِّ يَنبَحنَ مُزنَهُ

وَأَضحَت بَناتُ الماءِ فيها تَمَعَّجُ

So the dogs of the neighborhood barked all night at its tumult

And in the morning the rain pools were churning and frothing