وَفَت بُشرى سُرورك بِالوُعود

وَهَلّ هِلال سَعدك في الوُجودِ

Good tidings of your joy have come with promises,

And the crescent moon of your fortune has risen into existence.

وَمَولد نَجلك المَسعود أَضحى

لَهُ المَجد المُؤثّلُ عَن جُدودِ

The auspicious birth of your blessed son,

For him is glorious renown from his ancestors.

هِلال هَلّ مِن فلك المَعالي

وَلَكن حَلَّ في سَعد السُعودِ

A crescent has risen, not from the sphere of highness,

Rather it rose in the good fortune of the Saudis.

فَدُم يا مُصطَفى فلكَ التَهاني

بِمَولده فَذَلِكَ خَير عيدِ

So congratulations Mustafa, the sphere of congratulations,

For his birth, that is the best celebration.

هَناء لَم يَزَل أَرّخت يَنمو

بِنَجلك دم تَهنَّ أَبا الرَشيدِ

Delight that has not ceased to be dated, it grows,

Through your son, congratulations Abu Al-Rashid.