يُقابِلُنا البَدرُ مِن بُردِهِ

يُقابِلُنا البَدرُ مِن بُردِهِ

وَيَشمَلُنا السَعدُ مِن سَعدِهِ

وَيَشمَلُنا السَعدُ مِن سَعدِهِ

The full moon greets us from his mantle.

The moon faces us with its coldness

And good fortune enfolds us through his good fortune.

And fortune embraces us with its bliss

وَلَو فَخرَ المَجدُ لَم تَلقَهُ

وَلَو فَخرَ المَجدُ لَم تَلقَهُ

فَخوراً بِشَىءٍ سِوى مَجدِهِ

فَخوراً بِشَىءٍ سِوى مَجدِهِ

And if Glory were to boast, you would not find it

Though glory may boast, it finds no pride

Boasting of anything but his glory.

In anything but its own renown