ألاHearken! قُلsay لتاجِto the crown of المُلكِthe realm سيِّدناour lord نَضرِNaḍr
ألا قُل لتاجِ المُلكِ سيِّدنا نَضرِ
حليفally of العلىglory فَردpeerless among الورىhumankind غُرِّةradiant brow of العصرِthe age
حليف العلى فَرد الورى غُرِّة العصرِ
Hearken! Say to the Crown of the Realm, our lord Naḍr,
O say to the crown of the kingdom, our master Naḍr,
Ally of glory, peerless among humankind, the age’s radiant brow:
Ally of the Most High, unique one of the age,
يقرُّbrings delight بعينِto the eye of المَلكِthe king أنّكَthat you عينُهُhis eye
يقرُّ بعينِ المَلكِ أنّكَ عينُهُ
ويشرحُand gladdens صدرthe breast of المُلكِthe realm أنَّكthat you فيin الصدرِthe place of honor
ويشرحُ صدر المُلكِ أنَّك في الصدرِ
It gladdens the king’s eye that you are his eye,
The king acknowledges that you are his eyes,
And gladdens the realm’s breast that you occupy the place of honor.
And your place in his heart brings joy to his chest.
Sol 6.1