1. How shall I welcome Eid, my Lord
While the night of sorrow and grief intensifies?

2. I see Eid around me, not as I knew it before
Nor as what it used to be, full of hope.

3. I see it like a faded sword, lost in confusion and fear
Dragging its steps in bewilderment and dread.

4. Shall I meet it with hopes that weep in sadness?
Shall I meet it with homelessness, hunger and distress?

5. Shall I meet it crouching in a dreadful cave
Telling the fates a wolf's tale?

6. Telling the story of a nation
That collapsed from the heights, brokenhearted.

7. I see it and tears flow in grief
Remembering the dreams of torment and love.

8. Shall I meet it while friends have left me
And wandered away yearning for the road?

9. Where are our nights that filled the world
With hopes and sweet springs?

10. Where are our songs that murmured with agony
Echoed around me by my dear companions?

11. I look around and see the dreadful cave looming
Tormenting me though I've done no wrong.

12. Around me are young orphans, whenever they walk
Their garments shake my heart with their pain.

13. Shall I meet it while my son is over there, and my daughter
Burning with raging vengeance in the dust?

14. And my wife whom I entrusted with all my affection
Who almost emerges today from the world of the unseen

15. Calling for fierce vengeance for the banner
For liberation, for glory, for the leap!

16. For another fearless round, shouting
To the free, the horses and the spears!

17. Shall I meet it while the free in every land
Wander lost, displaced, schemed against and plundered?

18. They strove and set the world aflame with pride and dignity
And revolted against the torturer, the shackles and the cross.

19. They had, at the peak of glory, a valiant charge
And a noble throne over the meteors.

20. Oh what a pity! How changed today is their state!
They've become tales of gossip and lies.

21. What shall I do, direct me my Lord,
For I am stuck in dire straits.