الحمدُ لله وَشُكْراً له

الحمدُ لله وَشُكْراً له

لا طارفٌ عندي ولا تَالدُ

لا طارفٌ عندي ولا تَالدُ

Praise be to God, and thanks to Him.

Praise be to God, and thanks to Him,

I have neither newly acquired wealth nor inherited wealth.

I have no joy nor newborn child,

صرتُ ولا أُنبيك عن غائبٍ

صرتُ ولا أُنبيك عن غائبٍ

في حالةٍ يَرْثي لها الحاسد

في حالةٍ يَرْثي لها الحاسد

I have come—and I tell you of nothing hidden—

I have reached a state that makes the envious mourn for me,

to a plight that even the envious pity.

If fate frowns at me, God is for me,

إنْ يَنْبُ بي دهريَ فاللهُ لي

إنْ يَنْبُ بي دهريَ فاللهُ لي

والمترجَّى للندى خالد

والمترجَّى للندى خالد

If my fate turns against me, God is there for me,

And the hoped-for dew is eternal,

and Khalid is the one I look to for bounty.

O One whose bounties we all share,

يا واحداً أَفضالُه شِرْكَةٌ

يا واحداً أَفضالُه شِرْكَةٌ

فينا ولكنْ مجدُهُ واحد

فينا ولكنْ مجدُهُ واحد

O peerless one, whose favors are shared

Yet glory is Yours alone,

among us, yet whose glory stands alone.

Around me chicks like grains of millet,

حوليَ أفراخٌ كَزُغْبِ القطا

حوليَ أفراخٌ كَزُغْبِ القطا

ليليَ منْ همٍّ بهمْ ساهد

ليليَ منْ همٍّ بهمْ ساهد

Around me are chicks like the downy young of sandgrouse;

At night I stay awake worrying about them,

my night is sleepless with worry for them.

You are a father to me and them, a caring guardian,

أنت أبٌ لي ولهمْ عاطفٌ

أنت أبٌ لي ولهمْ عاطفٌ

رُبَّ ابنِ خمسين له والد

رُبَّ ابنِ خمسين له والد

You are a loving father to me and to them;

Many a fifty-year-old still has a father.

many a man of fifty has a father.