بَني عَمِّنا ما أَسرَعَ اللَّومَ مِنكُمُ

إِلَينا وَما نَبغي عَلَيكُم وَلا نَجُر

O sons of our uncle, how quickly you blame us

When we desire no ill upon you nor injure you

بَني عَمِّنا إِنَّ الرِّكابَ بِأَهلِها

إِذا ساءَها المَولى تَروحُ وَتَبتَكِر

O sons of our uncle, caravans are ruled by their leader

When the Master is displeased, they wander and rise early

بَني عَمِّنا إِنّا نَفيءُ إِلَيكُمُ

بِأَحلامِنا في الحادِثِ الهائِلِ النُّكُر

O sons of our uncle, we shall return to you

With our dreams after this terrible, monstrous event

وَنَشرَبُ رَنقَ الماءِ مِن دونِ سُخطِكُم

وَلا يَستَوي الصافي مِنَ الماءِ وَالكَدِر

And we shall drink the pure water without your displeasure

For the pure and the murky water are not equal

أَرى قَومَنا لا يَغفِرونَ ذُنوبَنا

وَنَحنُ إِذا ما أَذنَبوا لَهُم غُفُر

I see our people do not forgive our sins

Yet we, if they sin against us, forgive