سَلامٌa greeting لاnot تُشابِهُهُresembles it الدراريthe shining stars
سَلامٌ لا تُشابِهُهُ الدراري
وَلاand not الرَوضُthe meadow المُطَرّزُembroidered بِالبَهارِwith yellow blossoms
وَلا الرَوضُ المُطَرّزُ بِالبَهارِ
A greeting the shining stars cannot match,
A peace unmatched by gardens
Nor the meadow embroidered with yellow blossoms;
Or meadows graced with flowers galore
وَودّand affection لاno نَفادَend لضهُfor it (likely a typo for لهُ) وَشَوقٌand longing
وَودّ لا نَفادَ لضهُ وَشَوقٌ
إِلىtoward عَلياكَyour exalted station لَيسَis not بِذيpossessed of اِقتِصارِlimitation
إِلى عَلياكَ لَيسَ بِذي اِقتِصارِ
And affection without end, and longing
Love without end for you I profess
For your exalted station, knowing no bounds.
And longing that knows no bound
إِلىto ابنِson of الخوجَةِal-Khoja الفَذّthe peerless one المُعَلىّthe exalted one
إِلى ابنِ الخوجَةِ الفَذّ المُعَلىّ
فَريدِthe unique one of العَصرِthe age طولheight الافتِخارِpride
فَريدِ العَصرِ طول الافتِخارِ
To Ibn al-Khoja, the peerless, exalted one,
For Al Saud’s most noble son
The unique one of his age, the height of pride.
Pride of the age, trophy beyond compare
نَعمتُI delighted بِقُربِهِin his nearness حيناًfor a time وَلَكِنand yet
نَعمتُ بِقُربِهِ حيناً وَلَكِن
عُيونُthe eyes of الدَهرِTime تَطلُبُناpursue us بِثارِfor vengeance
عُيونُ الدَهرِ تَطلُبُنا بِثارِ
I delighted in his nearness for a time, and yet
For a time, his company I knew
The eyes of Time pursue us for vengeance.
But the eyes of fate seek retaliation
عَسىmay فَضلُthe grace of الإِلَهِGod يُديلgrant victory مِنهاover them
عَسى فَضلُ الإِلَهِ يُديل مِنها
وَيَجمَعُناand bring us together عَلىin وِفقِaccordance with اِختَيارِchoice
وَيَجمَعُنا عَلى وِفقِ اِختَيارِ
May God's grace grant us victory over them,
May God’s grace spill over
And bring us together as we wish.
And bring us together again, as He wills