1. They came to us at midnight bearing their burdens
No hostage save a steadfast lord remaining

2. Walk on gently, for we'll not slip away from you
Though between us is a plain, smooth and pleasant

3. The deer you long to hunt has taken cover
Among a herd too cramped for an archer's bow

4. Guardians of the pool of Mādhī in their mail
A band of heroes, thrusting, stabbing and hewing