فكأَنَّ الغمام صبٌّ عَميدٌ

فكأَنَّ الغمام صبٌّ عَميدٌ

أَنَّ بالرَعدِ حُرقةً واِشتِكاء

أَنَّ بالرَعدِ حُرقةً واِشتِكاء

So the cloud seems a lover stricken with longing,

As though the clouds were mighty rivers pouring,

who groaned with thunder in burning anguish and lament;

As thunder rumbles in complaint and grief.

وَكأَنَّ البروق نارُ جواهُ

وَكأَنَّ البروق نارُ جواهُ

وَالحَيا دَمعُهُ يَسيلُ بكاءَ

وَالحَيا دَمعُهُ يَسيلُ بكاءَ

and the lightning seems the fire of his heartache,

And lightning seems the flashing of its fire,

and the rain his tears, flowing as he weeps.

The rain its streaming tears in sad belief.