The crescent moon
Portents Of boon
The fiends are gaoled
And blessings prevail
We sense a guest
Of pure finesse
Gracing our doors
Delusions’ cure
(Chorus)
O Ramadan!
Minder from harm
Reveal your charms
Despite our sins
We pray for peace
The wars’ surcease
O Gaza’s lights!
God shield your nights!
(Chorus)
The first ten days
Mercy our stay
The second ten
Pardon, amen
The last ten nights
Safety’s in sight!
O night of fate
Grant us your grace!
(Chorus)
RAMADAN KAREEM, 1446, 2025
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(Melody and chorus taken from The Jerrahi Halvetis of Karragamruk, Istanbul)