1. After listening to Nastura
I imagined him tearing through the crowd

2. Bearing the Lakam Prize
On a mule in his sixth year

3. Not content, rather about to grab
A cup for the one whose eyes have overcome

4. And shouted which two rhymed
And in eloquence were intense

5. So come out, this is the reward I have prepared
Whoever wins I will support

6. And the crowd witnessed for him so he was guided
To this very strong mule

7. And the cup to the true loser he hands
So a brave, great man stood up

8. Epios son of the expert lad
He laid his hand on the mule and said

9. O you who seek the cup, come out now
None but me from you obtained the mule

10. A lad like me traversed this field
It’s enough I don’t know fighting

11. Who is this that every field crossed
I said and I speak truth

12. Whoever faces me I will cut him to pieces
And let the friends count for him the men

13. Carrying him burdened with wounds
But they were silent except for Friyal

14. Son of Abi Al-Ahwal of the people of Khuld
A branch grafted from Talawus and he who

15. Had been among the greatest poets of the time
Had been in a funeral or a slain risen

16. In a slip and Al Qudmis he defeated
And like him Thiyum rousing

17. Rushing to win encouraged
Tied around his waist a belt

18. And the crowd covered the skin of a wild ox
So they descended the field raising

19. Their palms together and boxing
Until there the crowds intertwined

20. And the limbs bled and the jaws collided
So Epios pounced and Friyal hit

21. His face with a mighty, angry slap
That he could not endure its horror

22. And his limbs shook and he swayed
Like a whale and the crocodile in a storm's surge

23. In the reef between the sea's hands shook
But Epios bent over him

24. Lifting him between his arms
And his friends carried him and the plumage

25. Lowered it and the turban also fell
Dripping and he unaware of feeling

26. His groan from his mouth copious
Thus with him they went in utter despair

27. And they did not miss taking that cup