ألنيّ أبلغ من العمل
اللّه يبلّغك الأمل
Because I am more eloquent than work
May God grant you hope
نزيه تحتج فكل حين
بالفرح والأنس والطرب
Innocent you claim so at all times
With joy, companionship, and cheerfulness
بنودك اخرجها من بحين
مع الطبول ذيب تنضّرب
Your clauses, bring them out from the seas
With drums being beaten till they melt
فقد وعادوا ذا الصالحين
بشار أحلي من الضرب
For they have promised the righteous
Good news sweeter than striking
والكل نرقب ذا المهل
بالسعد والفتح يستهل
And all of us await this delay
With happiness and opening it begins
الشهب ترقب هذا الولادا
تهش لوكف تبس باديه
The stars await this newborn
They clap if his palm has dried
تقل باليمن والسعادا
والحافظ اللّه بش يبتديه
They say in Yemen and good fortune
And God protects whatever he initiates
در الدراري تنظم قلادا
وتهدها لو على البديه
The pearls are strung into a necklace
And are gifted even to the nomad
وم هنيل إذا انكمل
فبا لمحاسن قد اشتمل
And we are happy when it is complete
For it has contained beautiful qualities
الشمس تطلب تكن ل ديدا
وأن تشرف بأن تربيه
The sun wants to be his governess
And to honor by raising him
والبدر الأكمل مرار عديدا
يرغب منك يكون مربيه
And the full moon many times over
Desires you to be his nurturer
والشهب فالدولة السعيدا
على رؤسه تريد تعبّيه
And the stars in good fortune
Want to dress him on their heads
وتمل كفّ من القبل
وقد سجادت ل من قبل
And fill their palms with kisses
And bow to him from before
مولاي يهنيك هذا النزيها
فالنصر والفتح كن بديها
My lord congratulates this innocent one
For victory and opening were his innate traits
شنتمري تفتل بديها
والهم جيها من كل جيها
The nobility adorn him with their innate traits
And worries come to him from all sides
والبب مقروح يبكي عليها
ولس ل حيلا بعد إليها
And the babe weeps for him, wounded
And I have no more means to reach him
والفتح ياتيك على عجل
يسوق رؤسهم على العجل
And victory comes to you in haste
Marching their heads in haste
الفحص مولاي ما ملح
الخضر والطل والزهر
Inspection, my lord, has not been delayed
The green, tall, and flowers
والوقت للفرح ما صلح
والحسن هو اوفبه ظهر
And the time for joy does not work
Beauty itself has appeared
والطير فالدوح ما فصح
غناه على العود قد اشتهر
And the birds in the basin have not yet sung out
Their songs on the lute have become famous
والورق الخضر عن كلكل
والزهر في عطفها حلل
And the green leaves on all the branches
And the flowers in their folds have worn garlands