أجرى نجيب ابن بولاد الدموع دما

أجرى نجيب ابن بولاد الدموع دما

لما ثوى وغدا روض الصبا عدما

لما ثوى وغدا روض الصبا عدما

Najib, son of Bulad, made tears flow as blood

Najeeb, Ibn Boulad's son, shed tears of blood

When he was laid to rest and the garden of youth came to nothing.

When the garden of youth withered to nothingness

ونال بعد نحول الجسم مغفرةً

ونال بعد نحول الجسم مغفرةً

سامى بها ولجنات النعيم سما

سامى بها ولجنات النعيم سما

And after his body wasted away, he attained forgiveness;

And after his body grew frail, he attained forgiveness

Through it he rose in honor, and ascended to the gardens of bliss.

That raised him to the heights of paradise

فأرخ الفوز في الفردوس يا ولدي

فأرخ الفوز في الفردوس يا ولدي

داواك خير حكيم يبهر الحكما

داواك خير حكيم يبهر الحكما

So record the date of triumph in Paradise, my son:

So rejoice, my son, in your triumph in heaven

The best of physicians has healed you, dazzling the wise.

Where the Best and Wisest Healer dazzles all reason