.A sail on Tigris River expands going forth in front of me
.My tears pray imploring not to viscous event attacks thee
.Glide on the water surface as floatable thing slowly
.Cross the water as the gleam guider that passes gently
.Come in to touch the land as if a heaven it looks eternally
.Maybe it looks as a smart paradise on smiling valley
.Stop to look closely and insure my heart to be safety
.Then I am saved from the gazing of black eyes jealousy
.To be from wine and drinking companions I was saved
.And to be away from their clattering voices nightly ascend
.Smart skilful apparel it took from an ancient time
.From ancestors it borrows its nice tune rhyme
.People support the life and establishing the civilization
.As their ancestors of bygone years, enhance the construction
.O, nation you brought the pride under the auspices of relatives
.On the back of a wellborn horse, you bring these initiatives
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