1. Spring has come, so welcome its branches,
The fragrance of its narcissus and the blinking of its eyes.

2. With its roses blossoming on its boughs,
And its tempting light in its colors.

3. With its soft, elegant meadows and sweet,
Pure water, flowing calmly.

4. With its excited army if the morning breeze blows,
And its kindness hidden in its refuge.

5. When the bulbuls of its meadows sing joyfully,
The doves submerge in its gaze and eyes.

6. When the moonlit one trills melodiously,
The plains shout with its voice and tune.

7. When the branches swing to and fro,
The hearts lean towards its sorrow and passions.

8. Its blossoms have bloomed and its fragrance wafts,
Melting the hearts with its birds and yearning.

9. Its roses have crowned themselves and intertwined,
Adorning themselves with its water and springs.

10. Its twigs have bent and its gazelles frolicked,
Fattening themselves on its plants and herbs.

11. Spring has come and with it our Eid,
We have seen good fortune in its contents.

12. They have both come to bring us joy,
And have only come to swear allegiance.

13. He of noble lineage, with the radiant face
The light of perfection shines on his forehead,

14. Of high station, and great status,
The full moon even if it rose above him,

15. The unique master, perplexing
The minds of this universe in its creation,

16. The scholar of all knowledge, who has perfected
The highest ranks with his sciences and arts,

17. An eloquent spokesman, who has become
The magic of rhetoric in its elaboration,

18. The administrator of wise governance,
Enlightening the eminent with his certainty,

19. Who regulates ideas in his cultivation,
And organizes sights in his refinement.

20. He is the pillar of the state and son of its pillar,
Its system has thrived in its adornment,

21. The agreeable companion and son of the agreeable
Companion and son of his servants and peers.

22. With a ambition that aspires to the unknown,
Conquering hearts with his dignity and glory,

23. And a courage that defies archers
Sending the squadrons under its burrows,

24. And a prowess sharper than a sword
That cleaves bones when grasped in his right hand.

25. My master, none compares to your grandfather,
I swear by him, his law, and his religion,

26. O son of Fatima the chaste, and Haydar,
Son-in-law of the Messenger, his confidante and trustee,

27. O holder of the glorious lineage,
That has lasted long over eras and generations,

28. O son of the generous heroes, who have given
Light to the eyes of this world with their being,

29. The great Eid has come to visit you,
Rushing to you blinking its eyes,

30. It has come to kiss your overflowing palm,
The sea is but a sip of its generosity,

31. Your palm did not realize it is an ocean of giving,
Due to the foolishness of its mind and madness,

32. So extend to it with your sleeve, not your palm,
I fear its trickling overflow would tire it,

33. And don the garment of the kingdom and sacrifice
An envious enemy, attacking you with its rage and sorrow,

34. Lead the prayer declaring God's greatness,
Exalted is He in His creation,

35. And congratulate on the happy days,
For they have come in a perfect timing,

36. And submit forever to the betrayals of fate,
From its constant tricks and changes,

37. Connect joys with joys and congratulations with their like,
And expect only good thoughts from it,

38. Fulfill the rights and obligations due to our celebration,
Then when finished, rise to what you habit,

39. No longer is there an Eid of joy, no longer
Does the spring come rustling with its branches.