1. My passion was stirred by the unfolding of reproach,
A page arrived with the season of discourse.

2. Its margins whispered of the writer,
His feet traveling above the clouds.

3. A man of ambition, nay a thought
That hunts what eludes even the eagle.

4. If my feet say, the people say
Feet amid pages, the season of discourse.

5. I came not for praise but roused was I
By your memory, era of companions.

6. Yearning for the era of complete grace,
Yearning for the era of love and youth.

7. By God, do you recall an era in which
There rose in the dusk like a shooting star?

8. And ten times for us and purity -
O perfect in merit, swift in response -

9. So mention in good Aleppo, it
Keeps for loved ones the era of estrangement.