1. O you, the judge, whose
Blessings cannot be denied

2. Far be it from one like you
To slumber and neglect helping one like me

3. And indeed I approached you, and the young man
Is approached for his nobility

4. And I came to you raising high
Your name, O Ahmed

5. When I knew that you are the banner, the unique call
So rise for it - a generous lady

6. Whose morning generosity makes others envious
How many a hand in the world

7. Islean, and your hand follows it