When noon's sun lay above the Nile

O heart, o soul river of mine

A little splinter of a glass pearl

Smiled its sweet flirring glittering smile

And down in the river, that Nubian goddess

My spirit bathed in the milk of its lover

In one of those nights when madness's juice filled my veins]

On of those nights

When I tasted

Of your ecstacy's milk

When sweetness filled the air and nothing but sweetness

When Arabia's sea streamed into night's depth of sub-saharan descend]

I followed the tracks of a little black-eyed happy she-jinn]

And allowed her, that glowing nomad

To settle down in my heart

In death she kept me alive

By the art of her quickness

In exile's lonely night

She was a gleaming spark of home's sun

When I was homeless in the jungle of dead blue eyes she was]

Life, soul and shelter to me

O little bird from Nuba's mountains

Love is a child raised on Sudanese soil

Born of the heart of an Arab and the song of an African priestess]

Who turned into a gazelle that crossed the two ends of Red Sea and Nile]

To enflame heaven's desire with her skin of dark ebony

A dew drop of the drunk nectar of Nubia's rhythms

A talking scar on the proud faces of the daughters

Of Nuba, Fula and Danaqil

A golden river of blood

And a bright star on Um Durman's sky

A breeze that brings rain to free my land from the yoke of starvation]

And makes it rise to resurrection

When the hearts shall adorn themselves with victory's banner of green]

And God comes to dance among us