بشراك يا اِبراهيم بِالشَمس الَّتي

بشراك يا اِبراهيم بِالشَمس الَّتي

يَسعى لَها في مَهدِها إِسعادُها

يَسعى لَها في مَهدِها إِسعادُها

Glad tidings, O Ibrahim, of the sun whose

Your rise, O Abraham, with the sun that

happiness hastens to her in her cradle.

Seeks its happiness in its cradle

فَيُمْنُها قَد قالَ في تاريخها

فَيُمْنُها قَد قالَ في تاريخها

خَديجة الأَصل زَها مِيلادها

خَديجة الأَصل زَها مِيلادها

And her good fortune has said of her birth-date:

So it told in its history

“Khadija by origin—her birth has shone.”

Khadija, the origin, her birth brought it joy