1. The fasting month, the month of earthquakes, has ended.

    And Shawwal, the month of virtues, has carried it away.

  2. And the Eid al-Fitr crescent appeared, thin and wasted, as though it were

    A spearhead bent by thrusting at the tip of a spear-shaft.

  3. And wine passed round among us, amid crescents

    That shone, and tender, swaying boughs.

  4. We rejoiced, while in our bodies Babylon's magic

    Crept, and in our right hands was Babylon's wine.

Sol 6.1