1. Clad in iron were those black lions
And Jinn amid the troops' clamor

2. They chant bloodshed - though not
The anthems to which fair ladies are wont

3. Each warrior cloaked in the armor of patience
And a coat of mail as an iron robe

4. Beneath it more ardently yearning
For battle's fury than a mouther

5. To him the arduous is easy
The distant not far to exceed

6. He whose ascent made him transcend the stars
The firmament beneath him like a plain

7. The earth you'd think flowed when he charged
Though he seemed in repose to bide

8. Only a thoroughbred mounts a thoroughbred
And none but the keen guard the rouser

9. A five-star general, marking the stars' array
A wonder - planets in confusion's mesh

10. Struck terror in the hearts of the predators
As though fettered they were in manacles

11. Now shunning water, though they were
Wont to know no water but their blood

12. Throbbing banners - did you see them
Like lovers' hearts when affections are denied

13. Led by that fierce Nuji
Swords in scabbards of iron clenched

14. A man above men in rank stationed
A paradigm for mortals like the ode's end

15. Any sword but in Nuji's grip
Among swords is not fortunate

16. Oh shepherd, ask you Port Arthur about him
Those fortresses are best as martyrs

17. A bastion around which Hito's regiments
Huddled like beads around a necklace

18. They attacked as wolves attack prey
When by lions delivered, defenseless

19. The tumult rose to the horizon, so it was
As if by the din to raze the horizon

20. Wave after wave they charged while
Death laughed - what a hunt it made

21. Many a blood-smeared wounded one
And slain stretched out on the soil

22. Captives led on to captives taken
In succession to destined woe

23. Russian cannon rained fire on them
Leaving them flayed without skin

24.
The war raged months - whenever it ebbed, it rose

25. Anew - such are wars of attrition
And death hovered about the banners

26. Like lovers around the tryst's place
Where the bold one's lot was as others'

27. And the elder's like the child's apportioned
With Job's patience the Russians bore their plight

28. And that stubborn, dogged foe
Only time dragged on and led them

29. To slumber sealing their heavy lids
Then despair of victory took them

30. Back to sheathe their blades resigned
For the jaundiced a feast it was, while

31. To the Russians a black night it boded
A keep time made invincible - else but