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O Malik, shining victor of Ansar, dawn shone

ูŠุง ู…ุงู„ูƒุง ุธุงูุฑ ุงู„ุฃู†ุตุงุฑ ุถุงุก ุนู„ู‰

1. O Malik, shining victor of Ansar, dawn shone
Upon a land where spring was fresh, its roses dewy,

ูก. ูŠุง ู…ุงู„ููƒุงู‹ ุธุงูุฑูŽ ุงู„ุฃูŽู†ุตุงุฑู ุถุงุกูŽ ุนูŽู„ู‰
ุฃูŽุฑุถู ุฑูŽุจูŠุนุงู‹ ุจูŽู‡ูŠู‘ุงู‹ ูˆูŽุฑุฏู‡ู ู†ูŽุถูุฑุง

2. And you sacrificed for God a shade from itโ€”we rushed
To guard its being, though its flood o'erwhelmed us.

ูข. ูˆูŽุถูŽุญู‘ูŽูŠุชูŽ ู„ูู„ู‘ู‡ ุธูู„ู‘ุงู‹ ู…ูู†ู‡ู ุจุงุฏูุฑู†ุง
ุฑุงุนู ูˆูŽุญูุธู ูˆุฌูˆุฏู ูˆูŽุจู„ูู‡ู ุบูŽู…ูŽุฑุง