وَأَشعَثَand a tousle-haired man طَلّاعِever climbing الثَناياthe mountain passes مُبارَكٍblessed
وَأَشعَثَ طَلّاعِ الثَنايا مُبارَكٍ
يَغولُoutstrips in height نَجادَthe baldric of السَيفِthe sword وَهُوَthough it is طَويلُlong
يَغولُ نَجادَ السَيفِ وَهُوَ طَويلُ
And a blessed, tousle-haired man, ever climbing mountain passes,
With disheveled locks, scanning the folds of the valleys, blessed is he
He outstrips the sword’s baldric, long though it is.
Who bathes his sword through the blood of men, while yet in the bloom of youth
Sol 6.1