Hashim Al Fahd

.1.

O Lord of Baghdad

Have mercy on our valley

They destroyed our country

And abodes

And scoffed at us

Melancholy, our drinking place

Misery, our fertile ground

Our hillocks have yielded

.2.

No clouds to rain upon us

Winds have expelled us

From our territory

And fire is burning us  

With farces brought in

By the stranger

And tried on us

.3.

With the volition of hostilities

And opposites

Then allocation

And corruption

Sorrow came over us

Shall I cry you o Baghdad?

Or cry for our valley

.4.

My brothers

The men of

Nobel deeds

My masters

Children of the Tigris

And the Euphrates

Our foes the damned  

.5.

You should come to terms

You should unite

Do not hear

Who have come to lure us

One is our Lord

One is our people

One is our destiny

And the right with us

Published in Iraq Journal on 25/8/2009