بأسمائك العظمى دعوتك سيدي

وأوصافك العظمى توسلت بها

By Your greatest names I called You, my Master

And Your greatest attributes I implored

من حادثان قد كستني ثوب الضنا

ومركز أسرار الوجود محمد

From misfortunes that clothed me in the garb of distress

And the center of the secrets of existence, Muhammad

ممد جميع الكون برزخ ربنا

وبقعته الحورا تبدت بشكل آ

He extended the entire universe, our Lord's isthmus

And its spot, the houri appeared in a shape

دميّة ما حاضت لتطهير وزرنا

وزوجها زخار المعارف باب دا

A doll that aimed for purifying our burden

And her husband, blossoms of knowledge, an open door

ر علم لمن رام الدنو لحينا

وصديق من صاروا بموكب قربه

To science for whoever seeks the worldly life for a time

And a friend of those who joined his procession

يحوطون نور الوحي حتى يعمنا

وفاروق أصل الجد من قد توافقت

They encircle the light of revelation until it covers us all

And the distinguisher, the origin of glory for whoever's sources of life agreed with his determination for us

موارد حي مع عزومته لنا

وثالثهم بالصف صار شهيدهم

And their third in rank became their martyr

For what he attained of the Bountiful's grace

لما قد حاز من فضل ذي الغنا

وسائر أصحاب الرسول بحقهم

And the rest of the Messenger's companions in their right

I asked You, O Most Merciful, be for all of us

سألتك يا رحمن كن لجميعنا

أخص الدعا بالبدريين وجاههم

I specify my prayer with the two full moons and their status

And empower them. Have You not seen our state?

ومكنتهم ألا رأيت لحالنا

أزح بعلاهم ما بنا من نوائب ال

Remove with their sublimity what afflicts us of the misfortunes of eras and what our age has produced

Through them You forgive sins in truth for what they have

دهور وما أبدت نوازل دهرنا

بهم تغفر الحوبات حقا لما لهم

Of mercy from God for all

And You make good descend as long as the dawns of eras mentioned them

من الله من رحماتهم جميعا

وتستمطر الخيرات ما لهجت بهم

And raise those whose thoughts

Distanced them from the ideal goal in a presence we deemed exemplary

طوارق أزمان أتاحت همومنا

وترفع من قد أبعدتهم خواطر

عن المقصد الأسنى بحضرة قد سنا