1. حَيّا الحيَا وَطَناً بإربل دارساً

    أخنَت عليه حوادثُ الأيّامِ

    May the rain greet a ruined dwelling in Erbil,

    The vicissitudes of time have laid it waste.

  2. أقوَت مرابِعُهُ وأوحشَ أُنسُهُ

    وخَلَت مراتعهُ من الآرام

    Its springtime haunts lie deserted; its fellowship has grown forlorn,

    And its pastures are empty of gazelles.

  3. عُنِيَ الشتاتُ بأهله فتفرقوا

    أيدي سَبا في غير دار مقام

    Dispersion concerned itself with its people, and they scattered,

    Like the scattered bands of Saba, with no settled home.

  4. إن يُمسِ قد لعبت به أيدي البِلى

    عافي المعاهد دارسَ الاعلام

    Though it now lies a plaything in the hands of decay,

    Its haunts erased, its landmarks effaced,

  5. فلكم قضيتُ به لُبانات الصِّبا

    مَعَ فِتيَةٍ شمِّ الأنوفِ كرامِ

    Yet how often I fulfilled there the desires of youth,

    With noble young men, their noses held proudly high.