1. The milking of Halab quenched the thirst of Halab
So how much joy did it bring with joy?

2. And how much sweet life it had
When life was not sweet to me

3. When the flowers spread their banners
In it and its meadows and freshness

4. It became in the morning and its margins of silver
Which glow and its middles of gold

5. Its chrysoprase between amazing turquoise
And amazing red carnelian

6. The wind plays with it in the morning
Bringing its play to us clearly