1. Let the young gazelle roam free in the meadows
For you have been inspired that the journey is guided

2. You have been satisfied with purpose over the pull of destiny
Just as yearning has interceded over the driver of limit

3. You walked and saw the sweetness of celebration in the journey
And counted the collection of gifts in the five stops

4. I prepare for it with my fingers
A hand whenever it throws towards Yathrib, a hand

5. And I have not seen in the days a blessed day
Upon me like the day I visited Muhammad