1. O Amman, how the lands have narrowed with people
Yet you have expanded, O chest determined with resolve

2. For you, O refuge of the eye, is the mercy of the Merciful
If tears fell; seven appeared as healing

3. The torrent overflowed upon your soil and its maidens
Were like martyrs when the fever flowed from it

4. Sisters of Arabism are in agony in mourning
Mourning those who sowed the spring and made it grow

5. Cities where death seems the secret of their air
And people in a death as though they are the blood