أَمَوْلايَO my lord لازالَتْmay ... never cease أَعَادِيكَyour enemies فيin عَمىًblindness
أَمَوْلايَ لازالَتْ أَعَادِيكَ في عَمىً
وَنَجمُكَand your star فيon أُفْقِthe horizon of السَّعَادَةِgood fortune بَازِغَاrising
وَنَجمُكَ في أُفْقِ السَّعَادَةِ بَازِغَا
O my lord, may your enemies ever remain in blindness,
My assets are still blinding your enemies in blindness
And may your star rise on the horizon of good fortune.
And your star in the horizon of happiness is still rising
ولاand may ... never زِلْتَyou cease تُولِينيyou bestow upon me أَيَادِيكَyour favors مُنْعِماًgenerously
ولا زِلْتَ تُولِيني أَيَادِيكَ مُنْعِماً
بِأَخذِيَby taking me مَلآناًfull وَرَدِّيَand returning me فارِغَاempty
بِأَخذِيَ مَلآناً وَرَدِّيَ فارِغَا
And may you ever generously bestow your favors upon me,
And you still extend to me your generous hands
By taking me full and returning me empty.
Taking me filled and returning me emptied
Sol 6.1