1. I aspired to greatness and noble deeds though
The seekers of them are few, were it not for the generous.

2. Every young man without ambition is ineffective,
And every noble man who does not give is lowly.

3. I dyed my hopes with glory but they did not come true,
For dreams and fancies shift color and wander.

4. Where is one like Moses when spears fill the streets
And unsheathed swords roam around?

5. When the hems of glory are dragged into battle,
The dusty robes of earth become its train.

6. A brother of resolves whose determination never wavers,
Wary of enemies while blood flows.

7. Neither fear dwells in his brave heart,
Nor does he befriend the sword while weak.

8. Every desolate place your hand reaches is a refuge,
And wherever your spears strike is home.