The feast of reunion has come to you, so taste no sorrow

And you have attained the best of gardens, how excellent is what we have dwelled in

And separation has departed from you, a matter more bitter than patience

And an ordeal that tempted us, and he who tempted us has failed

So the branch of good fortune has shaken, and every fruit of the tree has been eaten

So delight your eyes with it, and how excellent is that fruit

So be happy, you have escaped from the people of a village that was unjust

And your heart received from them misery and hardship