وَأَغيدَ مِن أَبناءِ خاقانَ قَد بَدا

لَهُ وَجنَةٌ يَجلو سَناها الدَياجِيا

A young man from the clan of Khāqān has appeared

With a cheek whose brightness makes the sun seem dim

تعلَّم مِن عِينِ الظِباءِ نِفارَها

يَمرُّ وَيَأتي لاعِباً مثلَ ماهِيا

He has learned from the gazelles how to dart about

Passing by and returning playfully like a wave

وَمَرَّ بِنا يَعدُو وَراءَ إِوَزّةٍ

وَقَد ذعِرَت مِنهُ كَذُعرِ فُؤادِيا

He raced past us chasing a she-goat

Which shied from him as my heart quailed

عَجِبتُ لهَذا الظَبيِ يَكسِرُ طائِراً

وَقَد كَسَرت عَيناه أُسداً ضَوارِيا

I marvel at this gazelle who dares attack a bird

When his eyes have slain a fierce lion

أَيَجهلُ هَذا الطَيرُ أَنَّكَ جارِحٌ

أَلم يَرَ أَكبادَ الرِجالِ دَوامِيا

Does this bird not realize you are a predator?

Has he not seen the livers of men my bow split open