أَهلاً بِهِ مِن رائِحٍ مُتَصَعِّدِ

بَِخَوالِجٍ مِن بَرقِهِ وَنَوابِضِ

Welcome to him from a fragrance rising

With inner surges from his lightning and flexings

هَزِجِ البُروقِ كَأَنَّهُ مُتَمَطِّقٌ

بِأَراقِمٍ قِلنَ الرِمالَ نَضانِضِ

The stirring of lightning as if it is flickering

With streaks that etched the sands, awakening

حَتّى يَقولَ الساهِرونَ لَوَمضِهِ

نَضَرَ العِراقُ بِقَطرِ هَذا العارِضِ

Until those awake say about its flashing

Iraq flourished with the rain of this cloudburst