1. O King whose days
Are deceptions that flash with the faces of storms

2. The happy Eid has visited you heralding
So allow a thousand of them the shrine

3. When tendencies of the most gentle affections gentled him
The inclination of God inclined you with the inclination of a bracelet

4. So he came solemnizing from you a good offering
That he may draw light after secrecy

5. And he came to you with clouds whose tails clouds poured down
Tempting the eyelids of the belles to use kohl

6. The tears flowed with the runny nose
So spring grazed its rights of the neighbor

7. Thus it returned the face of the earth bright beaming
Laughing with the smiles of lights

8. When it called you to establish a tradition
You judged the caller of generosity and altruism

9. So you dispensed from your hand gifts
That improved their positions with repetition

10. So congratulations on an Eid that returned including contentment
Fawns that strut in the finery of elation