غَيرِيothers, not me يَروعُfrightens بِسَيفِهِwith his sword
غَيرِي يَروعُ بِسَيفِهِ
رَشأٌa young gazelle تَشاجَعَfeigned courage ساخِرَاmockingly
رَشأٌ تَشاجَعَ ساخِرَا
He frightens others, not me, with his sword—
Another's sword strikes fear
a young gazelle, mockingly feigning courage.
While a young boy retreats in haste
إِنif كَفَّholds back عَنّيfrom me طَرفُهُhis gaze
إِن كَفَّ عَنّي طَرفُهُ
فالسَّيفُthen the sword أَضعَفُweaker نَاصِرَاas an ally
فالسَّيفُ أَضعَفُ نَاصِرَا
If his gaze spares me,
If his gaze turns from me
then the sword is the weaker ally.
Then the sword is a feeble aid