1. Tell the mother of grace, you gave birth to a generous one
Of refined manners and graceful character, handsome

2. A full moon of glory I praised, as if
From his efforts, I structured the stars

3. A king whose gaze beholds
An angel in the sky of glories, generous

4. His glory at its height is the eighth of the heavens
From above them an ancient has looked

5. And if you see the house of my father al-Hadi
And his hospitality you will see bliss

6. If you travel, travel to the place of his generosity
And if you wish to stay, then stay

7. It is the paradise whose sealed wine
All the people found sweet

8. Time has tested with trials until
With guidance and pride he became a leader

9. And both his hands started work until
He left no one in dire need from the people

10. Through him hope descends and to him
Every group traveled, following the guide

11. He is from the Aica that from the start of time
Grew in the soil of glories, pillars

12. Bearing fruits, pride, honor
And it grew branches and vines