1. الدِّرعُ قَد صارَت شِعاري فَما

    أَبسُطُ حاشاها لِتَهجاعِ

    The coat of mail has become my inner garment, so I do not

    spread its hem out for sleep.

  2. وَالسَّيفُ إِن قَصَّرَهُ صانِعٌ

    طَوَّلَهُ يَومَ الوَغى باعي

    And the sword, if a craftsman makes it short,

    my reach lengthens it on the day of battle.

  3. وَما كُمَيتي لي بِمُستَقصَرٍ

    إِذا دَعاني لِلِّقا داعِ

    Nor do I find my bay horse wanting

    when a caller summons me to combat.

  4. هَذا الَّذي أَسعى لَهُ جاهِداً

    كُلُّ اِمرِئٍ في شَأنِهِ ساعِ

    This is what I strive for with all my might;

    every man strives in his own affairs.