1. Rejoice, for this is the crescent moon of Eid, returning with
That which you were worshipping of vanity and excitement

2. It gleams on the western horizon at dusk
Like a nun inscribed on a golden tablet

3. Or like the renewed origin of triumph when it appears
The pawing of his stead from the hand of one who grasps the reins

4. Or its ring of silver, most of which melted
When its caster neglected it over the flame