1. If you were to cast it between water
And fire, harmony would exist between them

2. Are you not but the full moon whose completeness is perfected?
The early rain whose intensity and force are great

3. The sword, sharp for destruction, its edges bare
The spear, balanced for battle, its tip upright

4. You are the fresh spring whose breeze is gentle
Its meadows green, its clouds pouring

5. Created like the blooming of a garden its plants blossoming
Or like the twists of the wind, its conclusion folded

6. To the loyal, its comfort and tranquility
And upon the enemies, its poisons and toxins

7. O you who led the times to their time
And surveyed its days with his days

8. He comes near to immerse everything in his bounty
Like fertility reviving all creation through its time

9. Continuously, from great feats and might
In a displayed procession, his banners raised

10. High, exceeding the summit of lofty peaks
Fulfilling atop the starry heights his achievement

11. He appears and the dawn reveals the radiance of his face
While the night has withdrawn in its darkness

12. He surpassed steeds, his dust never stirred
He rivaled meteors, his course never deviated

13. And if he was determined against swords with resolve
He was equally determined in destiny through his sword

14. As if his pens were his swords
And his swords were his pens

15. Glory is naught but your generosity, its necklace strung
And your munificence, its pearl, and you its coherence

16. Generosity in your right hand its reins
And might in your left hand its bridle

17. Your domain in the banner has not ceased
Behind and before, the patron of reverence

18. So build in an era whose beauty is unveiled
Through you upon the earth, its benefaction perfected