أَلا يا شَهرُ كَم تَبقى

مَرِضنا وَمَلَلناكا

Oh month, how long will you remain?

We have grown sick and weary of you.

إِذا ما ذُكِرَ الحَمدُ

لِشَوّالٍ ذَمَمناكا

Whenever praise is mentioned

For Shawwal, we cast blame upon you.

فَيا لَيتَكَ قَد بِنتَ

وَما نَطمَعُ في ذاكا

Oh, how I wish you had departed,

Though we dare not hope for that.

وَلَو أَمكَنَ أَن يُقتَ

لَ شَهرٌ لَقَتَلناكا

And if it were possible to kill

A month, we would have killed you.