1. عجباً لسيف لحاظ من احببته

    يزداد صقلا مع طراوة حسنه

    How wondrous—the sword of the glances of him whom I loved!

    It grows ever keener with the tender freshness of his beauty,

  2. ويظل يفتك بالاسود كأنما

    سيف ابن فروخ اعير لجفنه

    And goes on slaying lions, as though

    Ibn Farrukh’s sword had been lent to his eyelid.