1. My sons, do not worry for me,
For I have secured myself against the vicissitudes of fate.

2. And I have attained the shelter of the self-sufficient one,
Free and noble, sweet and gentle.

3. Though stern at times through wisdom and justice,
Yet beloved to both guest and friend through kindness and generosity.

4. Molded from the clay of favor,
In the sugar of benefaction and blessing.

5. Have faith that I have attained what I wished for
And taken from fate a pledge of safety.

6. Roam and arrive, O Able Ones, and be excessive
And be devout and trust my true guarantee.