1. Iraq says it's morning, so get up
The winds are blowing, but from Aleppo

2. Some of its homes, an army appears
With elegance, towards Damascus, smooth-faced

3. Whenever he intends to sing us a song
Lovers sway, passionate with musical rhythm

4. So here is Al-Mushannaf, listen to us
A full moon that amazes with wonder

5. Healing the sick with his soft voice
And pure nature and beloved essence

6. And polishing our spirits, his gentle utterance
And in cups of outpouring, beloved pearls

7. Perfect strangeness and wondrous gentleness
And singer of the sensible, in good manners