1. They said, he is the son of our land's minister,
So I said, a word without meaning,

2. Like a scorpion called Salim,
Victory and conquest they name and nickname him,

3. As if his face were a book,
In which you darkened the back and belly,

4. Some of the notables of the mountains, but
The longest of them in beard and horn,

5. He came to us from a knight,
In a gang like donkeys we were,

6. I thought they were elders around him
And the old man a billy goat and the hand a lizard

7. O guide, show us him,
You were right in feeling and missed in guessing