أَيا طَلعة العليا لَنا بِالصفا جُودي

فَقَد هَلَ مَولود المَكارم وَالجُود

O rising star granting us joy and generosity,

The birth of the generous and noble has arrived.

هُوَ النجل محمود له الأَصل أَحمد

لَهُ مَنشأ الجيدين مِن طيب العُود

He is the son Mahmoud, his origin is Ahmed,

From the finest lineage his noble roots have spired.

فَحَق لِأَهل المَجد أَن يَفرَحوا بِهِ

فَهَذا لِإِحياء المَجد أَول مَقصود

To people of glory it is right to rejoice for him,

For he is the first aim to revive vanished glory.

حَماه إِلَه العَرش مِن شَر حاسد

وَأَعطاه مِن نعماه أَعذَب مَورود

May Allah, Lord of the Throne, protect him from envier’s harm

And grant him the sweetest gifts of favors stored.

وَلما اِستَهل المَجد قال مُؤرِخاً

إِليَ الهَنا مَحمود أَعظَم مَولود

And when glory was born anew, the chronicler said:

"To our God be praise, Mahmoud the greatest is born."