1. Memories have awakened dormant sorrows,
How your love on Eid day saddened me,

2. A silent, screaming melancholy,
And deafening misery - oh what deprivation!

3. Oh what misfortune - no beloved I hope for,
Whose union brings joy, no brother consoles me.

4. Eid morning my cup cried out a moan
Released from my burning heart.

5. When dawn broke I wished that
I was drowned in my flooding tears.

6. And so I replaced it and thought that
Wine would quell the bitterness of my enemies.

7. I drank it straight and did not get drunk or
Delighted - the sadness of my second cup increased.

8. I do not sing, oh cupbearer, though
When crestfallen, my peers do sing.

9. Each of you laughs with his cup,
Delighted while mine makes me weep.

10. You drank and were joyous, it was not
Difficult for you, yet agonized me.

11. Stop blaming, for I am not the first wretch
To replace joy with sorrows.

12. Your insistence pains my heart, so accept
My excuse, your rebuke hurts my essence.

13. I do not thank those congratulating me on Eid, but
My abundant thanks to those who consoled me in it.

14. By God, I did not congratulate myself,
Nor my family or brothers.

15. Except you, my beloved, so here is my Eid wish
From the depths of my suffering heart.

16. You who kept your promise while I broke mine
And answered your call though I disobeyed.

17. You who gave me your love yet I turned away
Mocking, as my enemies rejoiced at deserting me.

18. Or did you not know that your abandonment
Afflicted me with agonizing torment and healed me?

19. I am devoted to you, for me poetry is enough of life
And what is in it, a lad who will shepherd me.

20. I entertain him a while and he entertains me,
And though I pine for him in my songs, I pine.

21. He confides his complaints when I confide mine,
The two cups listen as we whisper.

22. When we drink it, whispering with the morning breeze,
Joy exclaims and the two hearts clap.

23. Oh beauty of the world, oh my world of wishes,
Poetry, dreams, and melodies.

24. My Eid is the day you give me a drink and
Give me wine, while you are in my arms.

25. Is it Eid when from your cheeks I pluck,
Crimson anemones, my wishes?

26. Is it Eid for whispered endearments,
Until expression comes in throbs?

27. Is it Eid when we sleep, eyelids closed,
Embracing as if we were children?

28. Is Eid when both hearts clap in joy,
And the two souls exclaim at meeting?

29. Is it Eid when I give pleasure to the eyes
I adorned with your captivating beauty?