Sol 6.1

  1. Do not think this rain holds any benefit

    For Egypt's land, whereby drought might be averted.

  2. The water is only the people's tears, made

    By the intruder's oppression to surge like the deep sea.

  3. And thunder is only the beating of hearts, and the

    Lightning only their blaze as they burn.

  4. And the winds are only souls, driven

    From breasts by sorrows, so they race one another.

  5. Alas, O Egypt! What can be done about drought?

    If we complain of its harm, drowning engulfs us.

  6. This is the punishment of those who lived in their error,

    Their paths divergent, their passions split into factions.

Sol 6.1