يا أَصفَهان سُقيتِ الغَيثَ من كثب

فَأَنتِ مجمعُ أَوطاري وَأَوطاني

O Isfahan, you were watered with rain in abundance

So you are the place where my people and homes gather

وَاللَهِ وَاللَهِ لا أُنسِيتُ بِرَّكِ بي

وَلَو تَمَكَّنتُ من أَقصى خراسانِ

By God, by God, I will not forget your goodness

Even if I was able to reach the furthest parts of Khorasan

سَقياً لِأَيّامِنا وَالشَملُ مُجتَمِع

وَالدَهرُ ما خانَني في قُرب اِخواني

A toast to our days while we are together

And time has not betrayed me in keeping my friends close

ذكرتُ ديمرتَ اِذ طالَ الغناءُ بِها

يا بُعدَ ديمَرتَ من أَبوابِ جرجانِ

I remembered Deimeter when singing took me far

O distant Deimeter from the gates of Gorgan