The Fajr rushed out of his illumination
Night has melted out of exaltation
The trees ran to serve him and the stone talked
By his signal, the moon became two pieces and broke
Muhammad is our master and his life is the story
By obeying him you prevail and reach the glory
Above the Messengers by virtues and highness
The straight path is unblemished by his guidance
He has the top rank and purest family line
The Arabs are his servants for making Islam shine