مَنْ سَرَّهُ العِيدُ فَلا سَرَّني

بَلْ زَادَ فِي شَوْقي وَأَحْزَاني

The festival gladdens others, not me

It but increases my longing and sorrows

لِأَنَّهُ ذَكَّرَني مَا مَضى

مِنْ عَهْدِ أَحْبَابي وَإِخْوَانِي

For it reminds me of days gone by

Of my friends and brothers of yore