Barada, O father of all rivers,
O, horse that races the days.
Be, in our sad history, a prophet
Who receives inspiration from his lord.
Millions acknowledge you as an Arab
Prince . . . so pray as an imam.
O eyes of the gazelle in the desert of Sham,
Look down. This is the age of lavender.
They have detained you in the pavilions for a long time.
We have woven tents from tears.
God has witnessed that we have broken no promise،
Or secured protection for those we love.

-Nizar Qabbani