1. The roses of the meadow smile with joy,
Lighting the face of the farmer with their glee.

2. And Mahmoud comes, his good fortune in sight,
Its light shimmering on the horizon of joy.

3. On the eve of Eid, he made his sacrifice,
His smiling mouth and lips opened wide.

4. And Ali came, humanity's welcome guest,
His coming marked by Mahmoud as the feast's dawn.