1. O son of the virtuous, they made the sky their ambition
For their enemy, and its stars their servants

2. You belong to God, so how excellent in generosity
To blamers, and how lofty in rank

3. You who revived feats after they
Became bones of feats, bones

4. Yes, the meteors, if a rebel falls into hardship
He finds with you a dove

5. You have an abyss encompassing space and a rank
The stars cannot aspire to

6. And generosity your peers never emitted a spark
Except the delegations' clouds announced it

7. And virtues deposited blossoming in the garden
So you see the breeze posing questions to the dewdrop

8. The necklaces humbled to their glory in adornment
Helplessly, and no wonder the orphan humbles

9. And awe like docile red camels
As if a thousand presented when angered with refusal

10. And humility like the sun with lowered radiance
And destiny of loftier rank and aspiration

11. It is the habit of your house whose merits
Were created most perfectly good

12. Glory to Him who filled the countries with your righteousness
In every predicament and singled out Syria

13. Congratulations on the happy feast, may you remain
Of rank, obtaining what you desire and ascend

14. Your traits told people, “Call the Most High
This one who in humanity is peerless"

15. And tomorrow the clouds will address generosity
Which bestows, so we told the clouds, "Greetings!"