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Oh fortunate one, your stars make glad

ูŠุง ุณุนูŠุฏุง ุจู‡ ูƒูˆุงูƒุจ ุณุนุฏูŠ

1. Oh fortunate one, your stars make glad
My land rejoices, its sky made bright

ูก. ูŠุง ุณูŽุนูŠุฏุงู‹ ุจูู‡ู ูƒูŽูˆุงูƒุจ ุณุนุฏูŠ
ุฃูŽุดุฑูŽู‚ูŽุช ุจูŽู‡ุฌูŽุฉ ูˆูŽุฃุฑุถูŠ ุณูŽู…ุงุกู

2. The generous virtues serve you well
The poets thrive, praising your might

ูข. ุณูŽุฎู‘ูŽุฑุชู†ูŠ ู„ูŽูƒูŽ ุงู„ู…ูŽูƒุงุฑู… ูŠุง ู…ูŽู†
ุณุนุฏุช ููŠ ู…ูŽุฏูŠุญูู‡ู ุงู„ุดูุนูŽุฑุงุกู

3. When God ordains some people shall
Do service for good fortuneโ€™s son

ูฃ. ูˆูŽุฅูุฐุง ุณุฎู‘ุฑ ุงู„ุฅูู„ูŽู‡ู ุฃูู†ุงุณุงู‹
ู„ูุณูŽุนูŠุฏู ููŽุฅู†ู‘ู‡ู… ุณูุนูŽุฏุงุกู