1. You watered the soil of Aleppo as long as you lived there
O full moon, a cloud pouring heavy rain and hail

2. I travel away from it while my heart remains there
As if my mount were halted by the heaviness of the journey

3. And if it weren't for what was in its rider's heart
Of worries, his horse wouldn't have stirred

4. It's as if the land and countries are desolate
And its quarters without it inhabited and friendly

5. Like a pebble forever cast
To the sky, ascending then falling back