يَا بَالِغَ السِّتِّينَ مِنْ عُمْرِهِ

نَوَدُّ لَوْ بُلِّغْتَ فِيهِ المِئِينْ

O you who have reached sixty years of age

We wish you would reach a hundred

دُمْ رَافِعاً بَيْنَ مَنَارِ الهُدَى

مَنَارَةَ المَشْرِقِ فِي العَالَمِينْ

Raising a building between the minarets of guidance

The lighthouse of the East in both worlds

مِنْ فَحَمَاتِ اللَّيْلِ تَجْلُو الضُّحَى

وَظُلُمَاتِ الرَّيْبِ تَجْلُو اليَقِينْ

From the darkness of night comes the morning glow

And from the obscurities of doubt comes certainty

وَمِنْ طَوَايَا النَّاسِ تُبْدِي بِمَا

خَبْرْتَ مِنْهُمْ كُلَّ كَنْزٍ دَفِينْ

And from the hidden places of people you reveal what

You have experienced of every buried treasure