The Eid Crescent

O the pride of Shawwal! O the fasting person’s darling! Come! As Muslims were very anxiously waiting for you

The message of Eid is written on your forehead Your evening is the preface to the dawn of pleasure

You are the mirror of the history of Millat-i-Baidah O crescent! We are your lovers since a very long time

The banner under whose shade we wielded our swords Under whose shade we used the blood of our enemies

The companionship of this very banner is your destiny The Millat’s honor is by your ever-increasing beauty

Our nation is cherisher of friends, fidelity is your way This silvery shirt of yours is the propagator of love

Look at the earth’s habitation from your celestial apses! Look at the depth of our abode from your eminence!

Look at the caravans and also look at their fast speed At the destitute traveler’s estrangement with destination also look

On sighting you we used to give charity lavishly O empty cup! Today at our indigence also look

Muslims are tightly bound in chains of sectarianism Look at your freedom and at their bondage also look

In the mosque look at disintegration of the priest’s love In the temple at the Brahman’s strong idolworship also look

Look at the sight of the Muslim ways in the infidels’ life And at your Muslims’ tormenting other Muslims also look

Be the spectator of the shower of rocks of misfortunes At the frailty of the Muslims Ummah’s abodes also look

Yes, look at the advance flattery of the ‘honorable’ people And at the self-respect of the formerly shameless people also look

Whom we got acquainted with the taste of eloquence At the haughty speech of that former speechless adversary look

Listen to sounds of pleasurable orchestra in West’s palaces And at the preparations for the mourning in Iran also look

The imprudent Turk has torn the cloak of the Divine Khilafah Look at Muslims’ simplicity at other’s cunningness also look

Look at everything, and remain quiet like a mirror In today tumult remain occupied in evening’s music!