1. O eye, why do you not weep copiously
When fate has passed and fate was pouring

2. So weep for your brother, for orphans and widows
And weep for your brother when he dwells with strangers

3. And weep for your brother's horses, gathered like wild cats
When they lost a master and were seized as loot

4. A rider takes them galloping, their hooves thunder
Cloaked in the blackness of night in robes

5. Until at dawn they attack some people
Or are stripped of armor at the battle line as plunder

6. He is the perfect youth, true to his protection
Shelter for the desperate whenever he is called

7. He guides the band when the road narrows for them
With his towering form ready for the difficult task

8. Glory is his garment and generosity his banner
Truth his provision if destiny frowns

9. Suitor of an assembly, lamp of darkness
If a riddle perplexes, he finds a solution

10. Bearer of banners, forder of valleys
Witness of miracles, seeking the heights

11. Poison of foes and liberator of the oppressed, when
He meets turmoil he does not fear death