1. Though you made war my protection before,
I was not one spared from its afflictions.

2. But I inherited it from Sudan's son,
And stoked its flames against those it embraced.

3. So I am not one to fail you, but now,
When it has reached its end, I will strive,

4. Having killed the chiefs of my people, my brothers,
Who were the finest ornaments of our time.