1. I woke up and my vain thoughts left me
By the life of your father they were prolonged companions

2. And I became, seeking no food or meat
My friend, that I would eat

3. Nor a racing horse, impetuous and swift
With slender legs, when I sought amusement

4. So I prepared to face misfortunes
With a pure reputation and polished rage

5. And a sharp tongue like the edge of blades
And a long speared lance that flows easily

6. And a generous steed from excellent stock
That you hear the sword ringing in it

7. Like the water of a pool dragged by the winds
Pulling overflowing floods within it