1. Leave her be, for she is but the leash of glory
Her desire for chaos exceeds all boundaries

2. He has set the course with every landmark
Undermining with guidance the life of misguidance

3. What worth are your red swords with ornamented handles
If summoned, where would they stand

4. If firmly held, they would tread with resolve
Yet the word of justice makes them recoil

5. Indeed you have drowned the cross in a sea of war
Whose nights would turn the heads of youth gray

6. And you have gloated in the victory of this religion
Deeming every protected thing permissible

7. Events have flared up in every rugged land
Whose hidden affairs have grievous endings

8. Homs questions the forgotten faith
Seeking its restitution through valid proofs

9. Yet it missed while being the star's sister afar
A promise voided from an elongated respite

10. Its pride has risen in glory and it has insisted
That no attainable hand should attain it

11. Yet your devices continue to demolish
What you have constructed with ropes

12. Until it reluctantly released the damsel
And inclined towards the exchange of misfortunes

13. Turning its face from a highborn lady
Who has extended a hand to one of great stature

14. You have busied your right hand and the lands
Are determined that deliverance is to the north

15. If war opens upon you a land
Its sister permits you, not for war’s sake