W e grope along the wall like blind men, We grope like those who have no eyes; We stumble at midday as in the twilight, Among those who are vigorous we are like dead men.
نَتَحَسَّسُ الحائِطَ كَالعِميانِ، نَتَلَمَّسُ طَرِيقَنا كَمَنْ لا عُيُونَ لَهُمْ. نَتَعَثَّرُ فِي الظَّهِيرَةِ كَما لَو كُنّا فِي العَتمَةِ. صِرنا كالمَوتَى مَعَ أنَّنا بَينَ الأحياءِ.
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