1. And to Zarnuj did my raiders march, gathering a great host,
When they met a difficult region of rugged peaks.

2. Zarnuj were amazed when they saw me
Routing the people with relentless headache-dealing blows.

3. With white swords that lop off limbs,
Whose slamming blows pierce even mail-coats.

4. Ask my people, they know, ask them
About the days when we clashed in combat.

5. That we do not flee from foes,
But fight them openly on the plain or in ravines.

6. My swift camel carries me into the fray,
Bounding like a startled oryx frightened from its lair.

7. It chases after me if I leave it behind,
And follows me even if they dislike my course.

8. And we kill among them both the slow and the hasty,
Though I had no might to achieve anything there.

9. I came to them with peace, but they
Met me with a war bright as the shining plains.

10. I sent them warning but the people in their folly
Witnessed shame and bowed heads.