غِشْيانُ مَثْواكَ مثْوى الجودِ يوْمَ ندىً

ممّا يُنافِسُ فيهِ الوالِدُ الوَلَدا

The paradise is your dwelling place the day of prosperity,

Where the father and son compete in generosity.

وحُبُّكَ اليوْمَ ذُخْرُ مَنْ تأثّلَهُ

جَنى بهِ الفوْزَ في دارِ النّعيمِ غَدا

And your love today is a treasure for those who gain it,

Reaping with it triumph in the abode of bliss tomorrow.

وقدْ مدَدْتُ لإذْنٍ منْ عُلاكَ يَدي

فاسْمَحْ بِها دُمْتَ أعْلى العالَمينَ يَدا

I have stretched out my hand for permission from your loftiness,

So allow it as long as you are the most high of both worlds.