Groups of cranes in the sky (Oh, oh cranes!)
Where is your home, your land?
Let me write a letter, send it to my beloved (Oh, oh cranes!)
Would you happen to pass from land of the friend?
My demoiselle crane is the rose of the sky (Oh, oh cranes!)
The place you will land is the province of Bagdat
Drops of my tear withers headscarves (Oh, oh send it!)
If you can't reach there, my demoiselle crane, turn back