1. Your ministers passed away, dead and killed,
None of them in that had any tricks.

2. And this minister of yours lived an era,
His long duration harmed the people.

3. Your father was above the sun in light,
Dimmed by the heavy knot he tied.

4. His guarded treasures became prey to looting,
By his hand and his abundant tools.

5. Hurry to dismiss or kill him,
For that is your good habit.

6. And measure his ill-omen 'saa' by 'saa',
Whoever prevails - for him is the merit.