دنا العيدُ ليت العيد لم يدنُ وقته

فقد هاج لي وجداً وزاد عَراما

The feast has drawn near - would that the feast had not drawn near its time

For it has stirred grief in me and increased torment

وذكرني إقباله بمواسم

مضت كن بالشّمل النظيم كراما

And its approach reminds me of seasons

That have passed, when the gathered family was honorable

أرى الناس في شأنٍ وشأني أن أرى

شؤوني تهمِي بالدموعِ سجاما

I see people busy with their affairs while my affair is to see

My affairs that overwhelm me with flowing tears

فمن لي بأعيادِ تعيدُ مسرتي

بمغنى به خطَّ الجلال حِماما

So who will give me back feasts that return my joy

With melody in which the majesty of perfection is inscribed

عسى أحرفي تحظى بقربِ منى المنى

فتنهي إلى أهل الصفاء سلاما

May my letters be blessed with proximity to the wished sanctuary

And so convey to the people of purity greetings of peace

وتلثم أركان المنازلِ عن فتى

يقضي لها عهد الوفاء تماما

And kiss the pillars of homes on behalf of a youth

Who fulfills for them the covenant of loyalty completely