1. O king who destroys his enemies with his sword
And pleases the virtuous with his smile

2. Meeting you one day is happiness
So being with you often is like a hot bath

3. Your servant complains of his religion yet is thankful
For your voice that makes the clouds thunder

4. I have a horse that was struck by an arrow and startled
A three year old reddish horse with a saddle and reins

5. In it is a battlefield full of wounds
Its saddle and reins are disabled

6. We came for the virtues you taught us
That the hopeful can seek refuge and cure his love sickness

7. So have mercy on us, you are help that does not disappear for your allies
And your blessings are rain that does not cease to fall gently