أَرتْكَ يَدُ الغَيْثِ آثَارَهَا

وَأَعْلَنَتْ الأَرْضُ أَسْرَارَهَا

The rain left its traces

And the earth revealed its secrets

وَكَانَتْ أَكَنَّتْ لِكَانُونِهَا

خَبِيَّاً فَأَعْطَتْهُ آذَارَهَا

It had concealed its interior

So it gave its March its hidden gems

فَمَا تَقَعُ العَيْنُ إِلاَّ عَلَى

رِيَاضٍ تُصَنِّفُ أَنْوَارَهَا

The eye falls on nothing but

Gardens classifying their lights

يُفَتِّحُ فِيْهَا نَسِيْمُ الصَّبَا

جَنَاهَا فَيَهْتِكُ أَسْتَارَهَا

The morning breeze opens in them

Its shelters and rends their veils

وَيَسْفَحُ فِيْهَا دِمَاءَ الشَّقِيْقِ

إِذَا ظَلَّ يَفْتَضُّ أَبْكَارَهَا

And sheds in them the blood of the anemones

When it starts plucking their buds

وَيُدْنِي إِلَى بَعْضِهَا بَعْضَهَا

كَضَمِّ الأَحِبَّةِ زُوَّارَهَا

And brings some of it close to some

Like the gathering of loved ones and their visitors

كَأَنَّ تَفْتُّحَهَا بِالضُّحَى

عَذَارَى تُحَلِّلُ أَزْرَارَهَا

As if their blossoming in the forenoon

Were virgins unfastening their buttons

تَغُضُّ لِنَرْجِسِهَا أَعْيُناً

وَطَوْرَاً تُحَدِّقُ أَبْصَارَهَا

Casting eyes down before their narcissi

And sometimes staring hard with their eyes

إِذَا مُزْنَةٌ سَكَبَتْ مَاءَهَا

عَلَى بُقْعَةِ أَشْعَلَتْ نَارَهَا

When a water-skin poured its water

On a spot set ablaze with its fire

وَمَا أَمْتَعَتْ جَارَهَا بَلْدَةٌ

كَمَا أَمْتَعَتْ حَلَبٌ جَارَهَا

No town has given its neighbor

The pleasures Haleb gave its neighbor

هِيَ الخُلْدُ تَجْمَعُ مَا تَشْتَهِي

فَزُرْهَا فَطُوبَى لِمَنْ زَارَهَا

It is eternity gathering what it desires

So visit it - blessed is he who visited it

وَلِلَّهِ فِيْهَا شُهُورُ الرَّبِيْ

عِ حِيْنَ تُعَطِّرُ أَسْحَارَهَا

And God has months of spring there

When it perfumes its dawns

إَذَا مَا استَمَدَّ قُوَيْقُ السَّمَاءِ

بِهَا فَأَمَدَّتْهُ أَمْطَارُهَا

When the Pleiades seeks its aid

It aids it with its rain

وَأَقْبَلَ يَنْظِمُ أَنْجَادَهَا

بِفَيْضِ المِيَاهِ وَأَغْوَارَهَا

And it starts composing its songs

With the abundance of water and its valleys

وَأَرْضَعَ جَنَّاتِهَا دَرَّةُ

فَعَمَّمَ بِالنُّورِ أَشْجَارَهَا

Its orchards suckled a pearl

So it spread the light on its trees

وَدَارَ بِأكْنَافِهَا دَوْرَةً

تُنْسِّي الأَوَائِلَ بَرْكَارَهَا

And there circulated among its slopes

Forgetting old glories its blessing

كَأَنَّ هَلُوكَاً حَبَتْهَا السِّوَا

رَ أَوْ سَلَبَ الكَفَّ أَسْوَارَهَا

As if the peaks had loved it

Or the palm stripped its walls