1. The breeze has brought us the scent of flowers,
Or is it my good neighbors with their perfume?

2. A whiff came to us in the still of dawn,
Whispering of paradise's hidden boons.

3. From its corners wafted such a lovely fragrance,
Bringing joy to every melancholic soul.

4. It roused me, awakened my senses,
Made me lose myself in rapturous swoon.

5. We wondered, did it come from our abode,
Or was it some perfumer's skillful boon?

6. We breathed deep and relaxed, inhaling
A magic scent of petals and eglantine.

7. By it we lost every care and worry,
And gladdened each sorrowing heart.

8. Had I no courage, I'd not persist
Crossing the bridge of euphoria.

9. To me, Damascus has so many virtues,
Beyond counting, like desert grains.

10. No other city can equal its beauty,
From Egypt to China's farthest end.

11. In every corner a shelter for the broken,
An open house for each poor man.

12. One who sells his life, content
With one hour in its locales, is no fool.

13. When my ambition soared, I made it my homeland,
As only the best will satisfy my soul.

14. Its features bring you joy or grief by turns,
Repaying good with goodness, evil in kind.

15. Its towers pierce the very sky,
Like palaces for sovereigns.

16. Abode of bliss! The least of its attractions
Is fruit in winter, bounty for all time.

17. Its delights are freely given to inhabitants,
Like paradise, sustenance guaranteed.