عِيسُ الْعُلاَ حَمَلَتْ نَدىً مِنْ عِيسَى

بَحْر ِالْجَزَائِرِ دَامَ يُهْدي الْعِيسَا

Jesus, pride of the exalted, brought dew from Jesus

The noble white camels of glory carried the generosity of Isa,

The sea of Algeria continued to present offerings

The sea of Algiers, continually sending forth these noble beasts.

حَطَّتْ بِفَاسٍ رَحْلَهَا عِنْدَ امْرِئٍ

أَقْرَا لَهَا التَّمْجِيدَ وَالتَّقْدِيسَا

It landed in Fez at the abode of a man

They set down their saddles in Fez at the abode of a man

Who sang praises and sanctifications to it

Who offered them profound glorification and reverence as hospitality.

لِيَرُدَّهَا لِحِمَى الْجَزَائِرِ بُدَّناً

تُنْهِي الذَّخَائِرَ مِنْ مَفَاخِرِ عِيسَى

To return it to the sanctuary of Algeria renewed

So that he might return them to the sanctuary of Algiers heavily laden,

To end the treasures among the glories of Jesus

Conveying the treasures of the glorious deeds of Isa.

عِيسَى الشَّرِيفِ بْنِ الشَّرِيفِ وَمَنْ لَهُ

مَجْدٌ يُذِيبُ شُعَاعُهُ إِبْلِيسَا

The noble Jesus son of the noble, for him

Isa the Sharif, son of the Sharif, the one who possesses

A glory that melts away the rays of Satan

A glory whose radiant beams would melt the devil himself.

وَصَلَتْ مَشَارِقُ جُودِهِ بِجَزَائِرٍ

لِمَغَارِبٍ دَارِ الْهُدَى إِدْرِيسَا

The easts of his generosity reached Algeria

The sunrises of his generosity in Algiers have reached

To occidents, home of right guidance, Idris

The western horizons, the abode of Idris's guidance.

أَهْدَى لِمُغْتَرِبٍ بِمُوجِشِ مُغْرِبٍ

فِي مَشْرِقٍ مِنْ فَضْلِهِ تَأْنِيسَا

He gifted a stranger in the waves of the west

He bestowed gifts upon an exile in the desolate west,

In an orient of his virtue, companionship

Providing comforting solace in the sunrise of his grace.

فَغَدَا وَكَانَ بِزَارَةٍ مِنْ وَحْشَةٍ

فِي مَكْنَسٍ مِنْ مَأْنَسٍ مَحْرُوسَا

So it came and there was, with a visit, from desolation

Thus he became, after dwelling in a thicket of loneliness,

In a harbor from intimacy, protected

Sheltered within a guarded haven of true companionship.

نِعْمَ امْرَأً وَصلَ َامْرَأً لَيْسَ امْرُؤٌ

إِلاَّ يَقُولَ لَهُ بِحَقٍّ بِيسَا

How good a man who connected a man who is no man

What an excellent man, reaching out to a man whom no one else

Unless he says to him truly, vile

Would speak of, except to rightfully say, 'How wretched!'

وَصَلَ ابْنَ زَاكُورٍ عَلَى بُعْدِ الْمَدَى

بِصِلاَتِهِ الْقُرْبَى وَكَانَ نَفِيسَا

He connected the son of Zakur, over the expanse of distance

He bestowed his favors upon Ibn Zakour, despite the vast distance,

With his prayers of kinship, and he was precious

With his gifts of closeness, proving truly precious.

بِنَفَائِسٍ مِنْ جُودِهِ لَمْ تَعْدُهُ

أَنْ نَفَّسَتْ عَنْهُ الأَسَى تَنْفِيسَا

With precious things from his generosity, not counting them

With exquisite treasures of his generosity that never failed

Except that sighing eased him, eased

To completely dispel his deep sorrow with true relief.

أَبْقَى الإِلَهُ كَمَالَكُمْ مَحْرُوسَا

وَأَدَامَ سِرَّ جَلاَلِكُمْ مَحْسُوسَا

May God make your perfection last, protected

May God keep your perfection forever guarded,

And make the secret of your majesty enduring, felt

And perpetuate the essence of your majesty, tangible and felt.