أَرى البَدر في أُفق المَسَرة قَد بَدا
وَكَم بِالتَهاني حازَ أَكبر تَمجيد
I see the full moon—on joy’s horizon it has risen.
And how, amid congratulations, he has won the highest acclaim!
فَأَنعم بِهِ مَولود شَهم معظم
بِمَجد أَثيل في الخَلائق مَشهود
How splendid a newborn he is—noble and revered,
of deep-rooted glory, renowned among all creation.
بِطَلعة هَذا النجار يَحظى لَهُ المُنى
وَبُشراه مِن ذا الدَهر أَنجز مَوعود
With the advent of this al-Najjār, his hopes find favor,
and the glad news this age brings him is a promise most surely fulfilled.
وَفي العز قَد أَنشَأَ لِهَناء مُؤرِخاً
وَفي خَير صَفو يَوم مَولد مَحمود
And amid glory he composed, as a chronogram for his joy:
“And the day of Mahmud’s birth is one of purest serenity.”
Sol 5.6