1. Do you not see the greeting of the clouds
Reviving the dormant soil with its call

2. So it exhaled a gentle breeze
That did more to my soul than heat

3. It awoke more than perfumes and rains
As if it were the scents of loved ones

4. I have a soul that has not plunged deeply
As if its length were but an intake of breath

5. How wonderful the sweet smell of dust
When the tears of rain moisten it

6. Was it from the greeting of the clouds
Made fragrant to the dark earth?

7. Or was it the scented breaths of the soil
Gratefully returning the greeting?

8. Or was it the work of both together
The free soil gave thanks and the son of the sky gave freely

9. A breeze in Damascus and the meadows
An aroma that has the murmur of joy

10. It transcended descriptions and names
Yet it was the scent of paradise

11. A spirit for whoever smells it, and a sweet basil
Damascus was distinguished with it above all other cities

12. It perfumed where still waters lingered
Among shades, abundant and overflowing

13. The soil and air were scented with it
And its sweetness filled the atmosphere