فارِسٌ ما غادَروه مُلحَماً

غَيرَ زُمَّيَلٍ وَلا نِكسٍ وَكَل

A knight whom they left unvanquished

Save Zammel and Niks and discomfiture.

لَو يَشا طارَ بِهِ ذو مَيَعَةٍ

لاحِقُ الآطالِ نَهدٌ ذو خُصَل

If he would, he could soar with one of ample pinions

Pursuing the lofty ones, a starry presence.

غَيرَ أَنَّ البَأسَ مِنهُ شيمَةٌ

وَصُروفُ الدَهرِ تَجري بِالأَجَل

But in him valour was a principle

And the turns of fate move onward to their goal.