حُزْتَ يَا ابْنَ الْفَخَارِ الْيُوسِي

حُزْتَ يَا ابْنَ الْفَخَارِ الْيُوسِي

كُلَّ فَخْرٍ بِرَقْمِ هَذِي الطُّرُوسِ

كُلَّ فَخْرٍ بِرَقْمِ هَذِي الطُّرُوسِ

You have attained, O al-Yusi, son of glory,

You have excelled, O son of the potter Al-Yousi

You have attained, O son of glory, Al-Yusi,

Every honor by inscribing these pages.

With all pride in this sequence of poetry

Every pride by inscribing these scrolls;

دَلَّ إِبْدَاعُهَا عَلَى أَنَّكَ الْمَعْ

دَلَّ إِبْدَاعُهَا عَلَى أَنَّكَ الْمَعْ

لُولُ نُبْلاً بِمُتْرَعَاتِ الْكُؤُوسِ

لُولُ نُبْلاً بِمُتْرَعَاتِ الْكُؤُوسِ

Their artistry showed that you have drunk deep

Your creativity indicates that you are

Their masterful creation proves that you are the quench-

Of nobility from brimming cups,

Noble in the pastures of imagination

-ed repeatedly with nobility from brimming cups,

وَالسَّلِيلُ الْجَلِيلُ لِلْوَالِدِ الْمَا

وَالسَّلِيلُ الْجَلِيلُ لِلْوَالِدِ الْمَا

جِدِ شَمْسِ الدُّرُوسِ قُوتِ النُّفُوسِ

جِدِ شَمْسِ الدُّرُوسِ قُوتِ النُّفُوسِ

And are the illustrious scion of the noble father,

And the majestic descendant of the magnificent father

And the exalted descendant of the glo-

The sun of instruction, the sustenance of souls.

The sun of wisdom, the livelihood of souls

-rious father, the sun of learning, the sustenance of souls.

لاَ عَدِمْتُمْ مِنْ بِرِّهِ مُذْهِبَ الْبُؤْ

لاَ عَدِمْتُمْ مِنْ بِرِّهِ مُذْهِبَ الْبُؤْ

سِ مُجَلِّي النُّحُوسِ ضَوْءَ الشُّمُوسِ

سِ مُجَلِّي النُّحُوسِ ضَوْءَ الشُّمُوسِ

May you never lack, from his goodness, what banishes misery,

You have never lacked in your dutifulness the direction

May you never be deprived of his grace, the dispeller of mis-

Dispels ill fortune—the light of suns.

That dispels misfortunes and illuminates like the sun

-ery, the clearer of misfortunes, the light of suns.

وَسَلاَمٌ مِنَ ابْنِ زَاكُورَ يَحْكِي

وَسَلاَمٌ مِنَ ابْنِ زَاكُورَ يَحْكِي

خُلْقَكُمْ إِذْ لاَ عِطْرَ بَعْدَ عَرُوسِ

خُلْقَكُمْ إِذْ لاَ عِطْرَ بَعْدَ عَرُوسِ

And a greeting from Ibn Zakur that echoes

And greetings from the son of Zakour describing

And peace from Ibn Zakour, which mirrors

Your character, for 'there is no perfume after Arus.'

Your morals, for there is no fragrance after the bride

Your character, for 'there is no perfume after 'Arus'.