أَصمَت سُوَيداءَ قَلبٍ مِن تَلَهُّبِها

حَمراءُ وَالنارُ تَنضو حُلَّةَ الفَحَمِ

The heart of the fiery volcano was silenced by its eruption

Red and the fire dons the dress of charcoal

كَأَنَّما اللَيثُ أَلقى لَونَ مُقلَتِهِ

لَيلاً عَلَيها فَقَد مَلَّت مِنَ السَحَمِ

As if the lion cast the color of its eyelids

Upon it at night, so it was covered in ashes

وَالتُربُ نَقليهِ ظُلماً وَهوَ والِدُنا

وَكَم لَنا فيهِ مِن قُربى وَمِن رَحِمِ

And the dust is our carrier through darkness and it is our parent

And how many relatives and wombs we have in it