1. If fate would grant me aid
I'd leave my noble home behind

2. And settle in the blessed lands of Taibah
Neighboring he who urged protection for neighbors

3. And in that pure and sacred courtyard bow
And from that flowing spring drink deep

4. Where truth shone bright before all eyes
When Ansar's protectors were implored

5. But obligation chains me still
Through strife and memories that will not fade

6. O you who visit the tomb, the Prophet's tomb
Good tidings, for you lead all other visitors

7. You placed yourselves for salvation
And avoided grave and heavy sins

8. Rejoice in your advance and speak of one
Who filled you with desire for the Chosen One

9. Give greetings, you are safe, and in their return
I hope to find deliverance from hell's fire

10. Then intercede for me, for intercession is
The means by which I'll join the righteous