قُل لأُمِّ العُلى ولدتِ كريما

رقَّ خُلقاً وراق خَلقاً وسيما

Tell the mother of grace, you gave birth to a generous one

Of refined manners and graceful character, handsome

بدرُ مجدٍ مدحته فكأَنِّي

من مساعيهِ قد نظمتُ النُّجوما

A full moon of glory I praised, as if

From his efforts, I structured the stars

مَلكٌ تلمحُ النواظِرُ منهُ

مَلَكاً في سما المعالي كريما

A king whose gaze beholds

An angel in the sky of glories, generous

مجدُه في ارتفاعهِ ثامنُ الأف

لاكِ من فوقها أطلَّ قديما

His glory at its height is the eighth of the heavens

From above them an ancient has looked

وإذا ما رأيتَ دارَ أبي الها

دي ومعروفِها رأيتَ نعيما

And if you see the house of my father al-Hadi

And his hospitality you will see bliss

إن رحلتَ ارتحل لربع نداه

وإقِم فيه إن ترد أن تقيما

If you travel, travel to the place of his generosity

And if you wish to stay, then stay

فهو الجنَّة التي استعذَب النا

سُ جميعاً رحيقَها المختوما

It is the paradise whose sealed wine

All the people found sweet

سبرَ الدهر بالتجاربِ حتَّى

بالنهى والفخارِ صارَ زعيما

Time has tested with trials until

With guidance and pride he became a leader

واستهلَّت كلتا يديه إلى أن

لم يدع في بني الزمانِ عَديما

And both his hands started work until

He left no one in dire need from the people

فبه ينزلُ الرجا وإليه

كلُّ ركبٍ سرى ينصُّ الرسيما

Through him hope descends and to him

Every group traveled, following the guide

هو من أيكةٍ على أوَّلِ الده

رِ زكت في ثرى المعالي أروما

He is from the Aica that from the start of time

Grew in the soil of glories, pillars

أثمرت سؤدداً وفخراً وعزًّا

ونمتها غطارفاً وقروما

Bearing fruits, pride, honor

And it grew branches and vines