1. يا أَصفَهان سُقيتِ الغَيثَ من كثب

    فَأَنتِ مجمعُ أَوطاري وَأَوطاني

    O Isfahan, may you be watered with rain from close at hand.

    For you are the meeting place of my desires and my homelands.

  2. وَاللَهِ وَاللَهِ لا أُنسِيتُ بِرَّكِ بي

    وَلَو تَمَكَّنتُ من أَقصى خراسانِ

    By God, by God, may I never be made to forget your kindness to me,

    Even if I gained mastery of the farthest reaches of Khurasan.

  3. سَقياً لِأَيّامِنا وَالشَملُ مُجتَمِع

    وَالدَهرُ ما خانَني في قُرب اِخواني

    May rain bless our days, when we were all together,

    And time had not betrayed me in the nearness of my brothers.

  4. ذكرتُ ديمرتَ اِذ طالَ الغناءُ بِها

    يا بُعدَ ديمَرتَ من أَبوابِ جرجانِ

    I remembered Dimart, when the singing there went on at length.

    Oh, how far Dimart is from the gates of Jurjan!