لِتُهْنَmay you be congratulated شَهْرَthe month of العِيدِEid يَاO مَالِكاsovereign
لِتُهْنَ شَهْرَ العِيدِ يَا مَالِكا
بِبَابِهِat his gate صِيدُproud lords of العُلَىhigh rank أعْبُدُslaves
بِبَابِهِ صِيدُ العُلَى أعْبُدُ
May you rejoice in the month of Eid, O King,
May you be congratulated on the month of Eid, O sovereign,
at whose gate the proud lords of glory are humblest.
At whose gate proud lords of high rank are slaves.
هِلاَلُهُits crescent الزَّاهِيradiant حَنَىbent ظَهْرَهُits back
هِلاَلُهُ الزَّاهِي حَنَى ظَهْرَهُ
كَيْمَاso that يُهَنِّيكَit may congratulate you بِمَاon what يُسْعِدُbrings joy
كَيْمَا يُهَنِّيكَ بِمَا يُسْعِدُ
Its radiant crescent has bowed its back
Its radiant crescent has bent its back,
so that it may congratulate you with all that brings joy.
To congratulate you on what brings joy.
كَأنَّهُas though it were فِيin أفْقِهِits horizon مِنْجَلٌa sickle
كَأنَّهُ فِي أفْقِهِ مِنْجَلٌ
لِزَرْعِfor the crop of أعْمَارِthe lifespans of العِدَىthe foes يَحْصُدُit reaps
لِزَرْعِ أعْمَارِ العِدَى يَحْصُدُ
As though, upon its horizon, it were a sickle,
As though it were a sickle on its horizon,
reaping the crop of the foes’ lifespans.
Reaping the crop of the foes' lives.
