1. يا بَني النَقصِ وَالغِيَر

    وَبَني الضَعفِ وَالخَوَر

    O sons of imperfection and vicissitudes,

    And sons of weakness and frailty,

  2. وَبَني البُعدِ في الطِبا

    عِ عَلى القُربِ في الصُوَر

    And sons of distance in temperament,

    Despite closeness in outward forms.