Scales luminous and talons sharpened,
The dragon's vicious roars disheartened,
Courageous knights and true-shot archers alike,
Staring at the beast with unkempt spite,
For the dragon let loose a torrent of flame,
Igniting the armored guards in searing pain,
But as the beast stopped it's conflagration,
It spread it's wings and flew in confrontation,
Aimed at a burly warrior standing alone,
In a field of barren earth and white bone,
Thy beast drew closer and clawed the knight,
Who parried the blow and struck with raging might,
Alas, the knight wounded but the dragon dead,
The people chanted, cheered and looked ahead,
To the one brave soul who saved their lives,
The dragonslayer with cold sapphire eyes.
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I would like to translate this poem