يَا ذَوِي وُدِّي يَا أَهْلَ الْعُلاَ

يَا ذَوِي وُدِّي يَا أَهْلَ الْعُلاَ

فِي ذُرَى تِطْوَانْ

فِي ذُرَى تِطْوَانْ

O you whom I love, O people of eminence,

O beloved friends, O people of virtue

O my beloved ones, O people of high nobility,

on the heights of Tetouan.

In the land of Titwan

In the peaks of Tetouan,

أَسْمِعُونِي كُلَّ مَعْشُوقِ الْحُلَى

أَسْمِعُونِي كُلَّ مَعْشُوقِ الْحُلَى

طَيِّبِ الأَلْحَانْ

طَيِّبِ الأَلْحَانْ

Let me hear all that is beloved for its graces,

Listen to me, all who love sweetness

Let me hear every beautifully adorned verse,

sweet in melody,

Of good melody

Of sweet melodies,

بِمَدِيحِ الْمُصْطَفَى خَيْرِ الْوَرَى

بِمَدِيحِ الْمُصْطَفَى خَيْرِ الْوَرَى

سَيِّدِ الأَكْوَانْ

سَيِّدِ الأَكْوَانْ

in praise of the Chosen One, the best of creation,

With praise of Al-Mustafa, best of creation

In praise of the Chosen One, the best of creation,

master of the worlds.

Master of the worlds

The Master of all realms.

أَسْمِعُونِي مِنْ نَقَاوَاتِ الْمَدِيحْ

أَسْمِعُونِي مِنْ نَقَاوَاتِ الْمَدِيحْ

رَائِقَ الأَشْعَارْ

رَائِقَ الأَشْعَارْ

Let me hear, from the choicest praise,

Listen to me, from the purest praise

Let me hear from the purest of praises,

the finest verses,

The most eloquent poetry

The most exquisite of poems,

بِلُحُونٍ تُلْبِسُ الْقَلْبَ الْقَرِيحْ

بِلُحُونٍ تُلْبِسُ الْقَلْبَ الْقَرِيحْ

حُلَلَ الأَنَْوارْ

حُلَلَ الأَنَْوارْ

with melodies that clothe the wounded heart

With radiance that adorns the heart’s core

With melodies that clothe the wounded heart

in robes of light.

The garments of light

In garments of light,

فَيَطِيرُ الْقَلْبُ مِنْهَا فِي مُلاَ

فَيَطِيرُ الْقَلْبُ مِنْهَا فِي مُلاَ

تُخْلِقُ الأَحْزَانْ

تُخْلِقُ الأَحْزَانْ

So through them the heart takes flight in mantles

So the heart flies in exaltation

So the heart takes flight from them into an expanse,

that wear sorrows away.

Banishing sorrows

That wears away all sorrows,

يَعْتَلِي مِنْ زَهْوِهِ أَيَّ اعْتِلاَ

يَعْتَلِي مِنْ زَهْوِهِ أَيَّ اعْتِلاَ

فِي سَمَا السُّلْوَانْ

فِي سَمَا السُّلْوَانْ

In its elation it soars to the loftiest heights

Rising in its splendor to any ascent

Ascending in its joy to the greatest of heights,

in the sky of solace;

In the sky of sublimity

In the sky of solace,

يَجْتَلِي مِنْ بِشْرِهِ أَيَّ اجْتِلاَ

يَجْتَلِي مِنْ بِشْرِهِ أَيَّ اجْتِلاَ

غَايَةَ الإِحْسَانْ

غَايَةَ الإِحْسَانْ

in its gladness it beholds with the clearest vision

Revealing in its glad tidings any revelation

Witnessing in its gladness the clearest manifestation,

the utmost excellence.

The utmost benevolence

Of the utmost excellence,

يَجْتَلِي مِنْ سِرِّهِ فِي جَهْرِهِ

يَجْتَلِي مِنْ سِرِّهِ فِي جَهْرِهِ

مُورِثَ الْبُقْيَا

مُورِثَ الْبُقْيَا

From its secret, in its open expression, it beholds

Revealing in its mystery and its explicitness

Witnessing from its secret within its openness,

the bestower of continuance;

The heir of eternity

That which grants eternal endurance,

وَيَرَى مِنْ طَيِّهِ فِي نَشْرِهِ

وَيَرَى مِنْ طَيِّهِ فِي نَشْرِهِ

مَالِئَ الدُّنْيَا

مَالِئَ الدُّنْيَا

and sees, from its folding in its unfolding,

And seeing in its folding and its spreading

And seeing from its enfolding within its unfolding,

the one who fills the world.

That which fills the world

That which fills the world.

فَهْوَ لاَ يَجْنَحُ إِلاَّ لِلْعُلاَ

فَهْوَ لاَ يَجْنَحُ إِلاَّ لِلْعُلاَ

شَأَنَ أَهْلِ الشَّانْ

شَأَنَ أَهْلِ الشَّانْ

So it inclines only toward the heights,

For he aspires only to the Highest

So it inclines to nothing but the heights,

as is the way of people of distinction,

Worthy of the eminent

In the manner of the people of distinction,

قَائِلاً مَهْمَا عَرَاهُ مَا عَرَا

قَائِلاً مَهْمَا عَرَاهُ مَا عَرَا

مِنْ حُلَى النَّشْوَانْ

مِنْ حُلَى النَّشْوَانْ

saying, no matter what may come over it

Saying whatever deficiencies exposed him

Saying, no matter what may befall it,

of the intoxicated one's adornments:

Of the adornments of joy

From the adornments of the ecstatic,

صَلِّ يَا رَبَّ الْوَرَى دَأْباً عَلَى

صَلِّ يَا رَبَّ الْوَرَى دَأْباً عَلَى

سَيِّدِ الأَكْوَانْ

سَيِّدِ الأَكْوَانْ

Send blessings, O Lord of creation, unceasingly upon

Oh Lord of creation, pray always

Send blessings, O Lord of creation, unceasingly upon

the master of the worlds.

For the Master of the worlds

The Master of all realms.