وَمُنشَقِّ أَعطافِ القَميصِ كَأَنَّهُ

إِذا لاحَتِ الظَلماءُ نارٌ تَوَقَّدُ

And from the torn edges of his shirt it seems

When darkness falls a fire has been lit

فَتىً لا يَنالُ الزادَ إِلّا مُعَذِّراً

كَأَعلى سِنانِ الرُمحِ بَل هُوَ أَنجَدُ

A youth who gains his food only as one excused

Like the highest point of a spear, no, he is more glorious