1. The dawn crept in and here are its banners
The stars of night have fallen, they are its tents

2. Had the darkness not been afraid, it would not have retreated
With its soft, delicate motes in the horizons

3. It was a war that killed the abominable with sharp swords
Whose blades were bloodstained when pages were turned

4. Do you not see the eagle of the sky hovering
In it and in the grip of the falcon its prey

5. As if the glow of the sky with its tail
Was the blood of a battlefield where swords lie dead

6. I cry over the union whose years have shortened
While from estrangement the hours have lengthened

7. And in my throat is the saliva of one who yearns for Babylon
Its spittle and Babylon's moments

8. A gazelle, and the curves of its ribs are like a bow
A moon, the darkness of our hearts are its crescents

9. I asked it about the covenant of passion and questioned it
About its abode, so its movements spoke

10. Allure, even if the veil concealed its beauty
Its breaths blew open with its fragrances

11. Flirtatious, its contours are aromatic
Its breaths coquettish, its glance penetrating

12. And the sickly waist cannot keep its promises
Nor the teeth of its glance that never sleep

13. Beauty wore its adornment when it darkened
Its cheeks blushed and its sides turned rosy

14. If in the religion of love there were demands
To prove with my blood, I'd readily offer it to its cheek

15. But I would take its eyelids, though it
Is a law that tyrannizes the opponents in its courts

16. Oh, for the slopes of Damascus where
Its dunes once billowed and its maidens languished

17. It is the place of lament that without it
The beasts would not have savaged its noble gazelles

18. Shining while the night is under its banner
And the dawn has not yet spread its possessions

19. The earth awakens with water as if it were
The hands of its king's delegates and gifts

20. The breeze meets you with its fragrance as if
It had adorned those plateaus with its qualities

21. And you see the clarity of the air resembles his face
The torrents of dew have made his features shine