SWORD IN ONE HAND
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We are downward cuts and our purpose is To strike the teeth
with the right; We are not slow in the wounding And come back on
guard from step to step. |
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We are called upward strikes, Who always try to wound the
hands, And we argue from the knees up And coming back with give a
lesson with downward cuts. |
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We go across as middle cuts, And damage from the knees up
And deviate the straight thrusts And, doubling the strike, we wound
And if our middle strike becomes a cut, A lot of people with such
hits we hurt. |
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The tips we are, of the greatest offense, And we question
all other strikes; We are more poisonous than a snake And more than
any other strikes we kill people. |
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For thrusts and cuts and strikes of the sword My guard gives
me no problem, Let them come to me one after the other, For I want
to fight them all; And he who wants to see parrying and wounding,
Grabbing away the sword and tying without failure, Let him see what
my scholars can do: If he doesn't find the contrary, they have no
equals. |
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With one step I parried with my sword
Which right away
entered in your chest. |
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To wound you again with my tip
My [left] hand I added to
the sword. |
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And here I have wounded your head
With the parrying I've
done so quick. |
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Because of the hand I put under your grip, If your sword
doesn't fall to the ground, you can call me blind. |
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In this manner I handle you to wound you with my tip And
vindicate all my offenses and indignities. |
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Your head again I have wounded without moving forward
For the good cover I was able to do. |
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For the way I grabbed your sword
Right away I'll take it
away from your hand. |
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With my left arm I tied your right arm
And with many
wounds you'll be stricken. |
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I will turn you around with my left hand
And in that
I'll strike you the hardest. |
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For the turn I gave you through your elbow
I think I've
cut your throat in the middle. |
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And this is an easy break of the point on the ground.
And it gets tight this way. |
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I think that I'll throw you to the ground:
And so,
unarmed, I will wound you. |
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Your sword is either bent or broken
And with mine I can
would you up or down |
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