فبعد أن أصغي إلى نسطورا

أخيل راح يخرق الجمهورا

After listening to Nastura

I imagined him tearing through the crowd

مستحضراً جائزة اللكام

بغلا عتا في سادس الأعوام

Bearing the Lakam Prize

On a mule in his sixth year

ماريض بل يوشك أن لا يقربا

وقدحاً لمن عياناً غلبا

Not content, rather about to grab

A cup for the one whose eyes have overcome

وصاح أي اثنين قافا الجندا

وفي أساليب اللكام اشتدا

And shouted which two rhymed

And in eloquence were intense

فليبرزا فذا الجزا أعدا

فمن بنصر فيبسٍ أمدا

So come out, this is the reward I have prepared

Whoever wins I will support

وشهد الجمع له فيهدى

إليه ذا البغل القوى جدا

And the crowd witnessed for him so he was guided

To this very strong mule

والكأس للمغلوب حقا يسدي

فقام قرمٌ باسلٌ كبير

And the cup to the true loser he hands

So a brave, great man stood up

إفيوس فانوف الفتى الخبير

ألقى على البغل يداً وقالا

Epios son of the expert lad

He laid his hand on the mule and said

يا من يروم القدح ابرز حالا

فلا سواي البغل منكم نالا

O you who seek the cup, come out now

None but me from you obtained the mule

فتىً ومثلي خاض ذا المجال

حسبي أن لا أحسن القتالا

A lad like me traversed this field

It’s enough I don’t know fighting

من ذا الذي كل مجالٍ جالا

قلت وإني صادقٌ مقالا

Who is this that every field crossed

I said and I speak truth

من قام لي قطعته أوصالا

وليعدد الصحب له الرجالا

Whoever faces me I will cut him to pieces

And let the friends count for him the men

تحمله مثقلاً نكالا

فصمتوا طرّاً سوى فريال

Carrying him burdened with wounds

But they were silent except for Friyal

عد بني الخلد أبي الأهوال

فرع مكست بن طلاووس ومن

Son of Abi Al-Ahwal of the people of Khuld

A branch grafted from Talawus and he who

قد كان من أعظم لكام الزمن

قد كان في مأتم أو ذيب ظهر

Had been among the greatest poets of the time

Had been in a funeral or a slain risen

في ثيبةٍ وآل قدمسٍ قهر

ونحوه ذيومٌ مستنهضا

In a slip and Al Qudmis he defeated

And like him Thiyum rousing

بادر يبغي فوزه محرضا

شد له النطاق حول الخصر

Rushing to win encouraged

Tied around his waist a belt

والجمع غشى جلد ثورٍ بري

فنزلا الساحة يرفعان

And the crowd covered the skin of a wild ox

So they descended the field raising

كفيهما معاً ويلكمان

حتى هناك الجمع بالجمع اشتبك

Their palms together and boxing

Until there the crowds intertwined

ورشح الأعضاء واصطك الحنك

فانقض إفيوس وفريال لطم

And the limbs bled and the jaws collided

So Epios pounced and Friyal hit

بوجهه لطمة صنديدٍ غشم

فلم يطق لهولها احتمالا

His face with a mighty, angry slap

That he could not endure its horror

وارتجفت أعضاؤه ومالا

كالحوت والنوء بشمألٍ عصف

And his limbs shook and he swayed

Like a whale and the crocodile in a storm's surge

في الجرف بين زيد البحر ارتجف

لكن إفيوس انحنى عليه

In the reef between the sea's hands shook

But Epios bent over him

يرفعه ما بين ساعديه

وصحبه خفوا به والتوت

Lifting him between his arms

And his friends carried him and the plumage

ساقها والهامة أيضاً أهوت

يسيل وهو لا يعي شعورا

Lowered it and the turban also fell

Dripping and he unaware of feeling

نجيعه من فمه غزيرا

كذا به ساروا بملءٍ اليأس

His groan from his mouth copious

Thus with him they went in utter despair

ولم يفتهم أخذ تلك الكاس

And they did not miss taking that cup