1. We boast of glories long unfurled,
On surest proofs our claims are based;

2. And truth's bright sun lights up the world,
Unmasking falsehood's flimsy guise.

3. Of Salman's sons the tale enquire,
Past generations all recall

4. With pride traditions that inspire,
Customs within their memory's span.

5. When strife spreads havoc far and wide,
Or war's fierce fires invest each town

6. Or speech's cuts in talk decide,
Or merit wins its meed and crown,

7. The proud in each ravine we smote,
And humbled every lofty sun,

8. While modesty augments our pain,
For nothing else but love is seen.

9. The archers throng round every tent,
Nor ever from our herd recoil,

10. Where white decides the deeds' intent,
And dusk predicts a copious spoil.

11. When peace holds sway they friendly come,
But war soon turns them to a band

12. Of foes; when steeds for foray roam,
They leave but flames to light the land.

13. In all the times I have not viewed,
A folk, when gales blew wild and strong,

14. Were struck by shafts, their wrath subdued,
As we, who fame's dread rigor throng.

15. Thunderbolts smite on every side,
Lightning avenges its hurt kin,

16. Food, hills and rain for us provide,
The shower gives us its drops to win.

17. Before our standards on the plain
The brushwood spreads a matted bed,

18. While of our bravest we can name,
In awe of God the humblest head.

19. For thy deserts, O lord revered,
All, howsoever mean, resign.

20. I come my troth anew to plead,
While changeful nights swift hours resign.

21. Passion still stabs with fierce intent,
And longing breeds but misery,

22. Help me gainst it ere I repent,
For now it festers hideously.

23. Do thou, proud scion, now engage,
What conquests there, what regal state!