عَطَّلتَ فَنَّ الكَهرَباءِ فَلَم نَجِد

عَطَّلتَ فَنَّ الكَهرَباءِ فَلَم نَجِد

شَيئاً يَعوقُ مَسيرَها إِلّاكا

شَيئاً يَعوقُ مَسيرَها إِلّاكا

You have disabled the art of electricity, so we have found

You disabled electricity's art

nothing that hinders its course but you.

So we found nothing impeding its course but you

تَسري عَلى وَجهِ البَسيطَةِ لَحظَةً

تَسري عَلى وَجهِ البَسيطَةِ لَحظَةً

فَتَجوبُها وَتَحارُ في أَحشاكا

فَتَجوبُها وَتَحارُ في أَحشاكا

It courses over the face of the earth in an instant,

It glides on the surface for a moment

and so traverses it, yet is bewildered within your entrails.

Roving it, losing itself in your thickets