Welcome, Abu Fahd, as many times as those who pray and fast,
from a heart that dislikes flawed or careless words.
Al‑Sawwāt speaks from his soul with sweet expression,
his hidden thoughts stirred by the finest melodies.
O our just King, may God honor you every year,
the pride of the people stands firm as long as your head is raised in life.
Long live your Crown Prince beside you, and may he remain,
under your banner, O our King, bringing only goodness.
Blessed are the sons of Al‑Muqrin when hardship rises,
they defend your borders with sharp, gleaming swords.
My people, the ‘Utaybah, stand under your command—disciplined soldiers,
never counting the cost on the day of battle, even if it leads to death.