رِضاكَ لَنا قَبلَ الطَهورِ مُطَهِّرُ

رِضاكَ لَنا قَبلَ الطَهورِ مُطَهِّرُ

وَقُربُكَ مِن دونِ البَخورِ مُعَطِّرُ

وَقُربُكَ مِن دونِ البَخورِ مُعَطِّرُ

Your favor purifies us before the cleansing water does.

Your approval before purification is purifying for us,

And your nearness perfumes us without incense.

And your nearness without incense is perfuming.

فَلَو عَزَّ حَمّامٌ لَأَدفَأَنا ذَرىً

فَلَو عَزَّ حَمّامٌ لَأَدفَأَنا ذَرىً

يَفيضُ بِهِ ماءُ النَدى المُتَفَجِّرُ

يَفيضُ بِهِ ماءُ النَدى المُتَفَجِّرُ

So, if a bathhouse were hard to find, a shelter would surely warm us,

So if a dove cooed, we would kindle embers

Where the gushing water of generosity overflows.

With water overflowing with dew.

وَلَو لَم يَكُن طيبٌ لَأَغنَت حَفاوَةٌ

وَلَو لَم يَكُن طيبٌ لَأَغنَت حَفاوَةٌ

تُمَسَّكُ مِنها حالُنا وَتُعَنبَرُ

تُمَسَّكُ مِنها حالُنا وَتُعَنبَرُ

And if there were no perfume, warm hospitality would suffice,

And if there were no perfume, tenderness would suffice,

Through which our state is scented with musk and ambergris.

Our state clinging to it and scented.

فَلا فارَقَ الدُنيا سَناءٌ مُقَدَّسٌ

فَلا فارَقَ الدُنيا سَناءٌ مُقَدَّسٌ

بِعَيشِكَ فيها أَو ثَناءٌ مُجَمَّرُ

بِعَيشِكَ فيها أَو ثَناءٌ مُجَمَّرُ

So may the world never lose a radiance made sacred

So neither sacred glory parted from the world

By your life within it, or praise perfumed with incense.

By your life in it, nor praise kindled.

وَدُمتَ مُلَقّىً كُلَّ يَومٍ صَبيحَةً

وَدُمتَ مُلَقّىً كُلَّ يَومٍ صَبيحَةً

يُغاديكَ فيها بِالفُتوحِ مُبَشِّرُ

يُغاديكَ فيها بِالفُتوحِ مُبَشِّرُ

And may you always be granted, each day, a morning

And you remain, every morning greeted

When a herald comes early to you with glad tidings of victories.

With good tidings of openings coming to you.