1. I congratulate the cherished throne of Osman

    upon this victory and this new conquest.

  2. And after that war I hope for peace,

    through the submission of every stubborn tyrant.

  3. I swear that this sovereign is most worthy

    of the burdens of the caliphate and of immortality.

  4. Who, then, will make it possible for me to journey

    to the field of those troops,

  5. that I may stride there, my garments proudly distinguished,

    bright of face, my song auspicious,

  6. stirring with it the lofty spears and keen blades,

    as the shoulders of lions sway?

  7. Sons of Osman, is there among you a witness

    that I am your purest witness?

  8. Mine is the heart that has lived only

    by these solemn covenants and pledges.

  9. I love you, and within me is a longing for you

    that would almost fly away with me, but for my chains.

Sol 6.1