1. We protected the Messenger, the Messenger of the Sovereign,

    With bright swords that gleam like lightning,

  2. With blows that ward off plunder,

    For fear of vendettas and dire calamity.

  3. I defend and protect the Messenger of the Sovereign,

    With the protection of one tender and compassionate toward him.

  4. And I do not creep toward his enemies

    As young camels creep in fear of the prized bull camel;

  5. But I roar at them, standing tall,

    As a lion roared in a narrow thicket.

Sol 6.1