بَزَغت شَمس أنسنا المَسعود

مِن سَماء الهَنا بِسَعد السُعودِ

The sun of our auspicious joy has risen,

from the heaven of bliss, with fortune’s happiest fortune.

فَاِنجَلى غَيهَب الهُموم بِمَجلى

نور أَفراح يَومِنا المَشهودِ

The pitch-black gloom of cares was dispelled at the advent

of joy’s radiant light on this day we witness.

وَصَحا دَهرنا مِن السُكر لَمّا

أَن صَفا طيب وردنا المَورودِ

Our age awoke sober from its drunkenness when

the sweet draught we had sought ran clear.

فَأَرانا الهَنا بِأُفق الأَماني

مُشرِقاً نور شَمسه في الوُجودِ

Then happiness showed itself to us on the horizon of hopes,

radiant, the light of its sun filling existence.

فَاِغنم الفَوز يا مُحمّد وَاهنَأ

بِسُرور مِن الزَفاف السَعيدِ

So seize victory, Muhammad, and rejoice

in the gladness of this happy wedding.

كانَ كَالعيد مِنكَ في شَهر عيد

أَو هُوَ العيد وَهوَ غَير بَعيدِ

Because of you, it was like Eid within the month of Eid—

or rather, it is Eid, and that is no far-fetched thing.

فَالتَهاني لِلأُنس أَرَّخن بَدءاً

أَقبل اِقبل فَذي لَيالي العيدِ

Thus congratulations to joy recorded the date of its beginning:

Come, come—these are the nights of Eid.