KHORDADSAL MUBARAK.
Geush Urvan, to Ahura, Her heart cried out loud.
Demons troubling Her were, together in a crowd.
When Ahura Her pain couldn't see any more;
Then was Asho Zarathushtra born, to protect Her core.
A beautiful spring day it was, on the sixth day of the year new.
Born was the wise Lord with a smile; as if everything He knew.
Mader Dughduva n Pedar Paurushasp lucky were indeed;
Born unto them was Vakshr-e-Vakshuran, to evil weed.
Once again we desperately need Your blessings O Zarathushtra.
Help us please, await we eagerly, the Soshyant, O kind Mazda.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
