1. Kings have ransomed you, and their days,
And the covenants of demolishing you have lasted,

2. And for your eyes their feet have slipped,
And for your might their courage has slipped.

3. And if hearts had not surrendered to you,
Their passion would not have made them Muslim.

4. O reviver of justice when it was forgotten,
Of the bereft lands and their orphans.

5. And savior of the religion from a nation,
That erased the idols of its shrines.

6. You approached it, as lions, white and black,
And brown follow you, their bold leader.

7. You harvested its peninsula with swords,
Until its evening hated its morning.

8. And the vulnerable parts of its sides,
Became the cheapest to buy, when you wished.