The translation offered below is my own; while it may not be absoutley 'correct', the gist of each seems right to me.
2.
When very young I left home to be a soldier,
hoping to earn reward with my gold inlaid sword.
Does cold water pierce horses to the bone?
I see only dusk clouds arising at Dragon City.
3.
Tatars move outside the far north fortress.
As I draw out my precious sword it sings.
Today as I repay the Emperor's favor,
this morning my own life is nothing.
4.
Barbarians near the fortress often attack.
The frontier winds whistle autumn.
All my life ambitious, I welcome fury.
With arrows I fight my way to lordship.
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