When the sun moved away from the cypress tree

The king's head fell into sleep

What a sleep that lasted so long

He did not move and never woke up

When the throne and the field were empty of the king

Neither the sun was with him nor the upright cypress

I turn to the left and right, everywhere

I cannot find the head or foot of the world

One does evil, and good comes to him

The world is his slave, and fortune is his own

One does not entrust the world to anything but goodness

He withers away from sadness

Do not hold any grudge against him

Do not make your soul and heart sad in this world

A cry arose from the house of Siavash

The world was set in turmoil by Garsivaz

The rope was broken from the heads of the beautiful ones

Their faces were scratched and they were left sad

All the servants opened their hair

Farangis, with her long, musk-scented tresses

Cut it and tied her waist with her tresses

She pierced the flower of the Judas tree with a hazel branch

With a cry upon the soul of Afrasiab

She cursed and shed tears

Her cry reached the ears of the commander

When he heard that wailing and lamenting curse

The king said to Garsivaz, the vile one

That you should bring him from his hiding place to the street

Dragging him from behind the curtain to the threshold

Dragging him among the gatekeepers of the people

So that they would seize the hair of his head

Tear all his veils upon his body

They would beat him with a stick until the seed of vengeance

Would be sown upon this land of Turan

I want no tree from the root of Siavash

Neither branch, nor leaf, nor crown, nor throne

All the famous ones of that assembly

Cursed him one by one

That from the king and vizier and army

No one should sit in judgment like this

My two elephant-like cheeks came full of blood

My soul full of scars and my cheeks full of tears

Near Lahak and Farshidvord

He recounted all the words

That hell is better than the land of Afrasiab

There should be no peace or sleep in this country

Let us rush and go near Piran

Let us attend to the care and pain of the captives

They saddled three precious horses

They rode as if they were writing on the ground

The three riders reached Piran

Their faces full of blood like the clouds of spring

They recounted all the words to him

Of what foundation fortune has laid from evils

A lament arose that in the world

No one, from the small to the great, sees such a thing

Siavash, with his hands tied like stone

They threw a yoke around his neck

They dragged him to the plain, his face covered in water

Running on foot before Garoui

His elephant-like body on that hot earth

They threw down and feared no one

Garoui placed a basin before him

They turned his face like sheep

They cut off his kingly head from his body

They threw it like an upright cypress on the meadow

The whole city became full of wailing and lamentation

The water in their eyes became like hail

When Piran gave ear to the words

He fell from the throne and lost consciousness

He tore his clothes upon his body

He tore his hair and poured dust

Pilsem said to him, "Hurry quickly,"

That he added pain to this pain and hardship

They also want to kill Farangis

Do not turn your back on this matter in any way

They dragged her by her hair to the court

Dragging her among the gatekeepers of the people

The world filled their eyes with tears because of him

Because of the evil deeds of the ignoble Afrasiab

That this is a dreadful deed with pain and fear

That now they will cut Farangis in two

They will strike and the kingdom will be ruined

And no one will ever call him king again

Finally, the champion brought

Ten experienced young horsemen

Himself and Gard-e Ruyin and Farshidvord

Suddenly raised dust from that path

In two days and two nights he arrived at the court

He saw the infamous, treacherous man

He saw Farangis like the innocent ones

Seized and dragged by the gatekeepers

In the claws of each one a sharp sword

A resurrection arose from the court

At that moment, Piran arrived like the wind

Those who had wisdom were happy

When his noble eye fell upon Piran

His face disappeared from the blood of his eyes

He said to him, "What evil did you do to me?"

Why did you throw yourself blindly into the fire?"

Piran fell from his horse to the ground

He tore all the clothes on his body

He ordered the gatekeepers

To turn their heads away from the command for a moment

He came running to Afrasiab

His heart wounded with pain, his eyes full of tears

He said to him, "O king, may you be immortal,"

May your sight be a provision for the soul

What evil has come upon you, O good-natured one?

That brought you the desire for this evil day?

Why did the demon's counsel prevail over your heart?

It took away the shame of the world's lord from your face

You killed Siavash without guilt

You threw his name and fame into the dust

When the news of this evil reaches Iran

That the orchard of the upright cypress has dried up

Many crown-wearers of the land of Iran

Who will come with an army full of pain and vengeance

The world was at peace from evil

The path of God had become clear

A deceiving demon escaped from hell

Came and wounded the heart of the king of the Turks

That Ahriman also deserves a curse

Who twists your soul towards the path of evil

You will be ashamed of this in the long days

You will twist in time with heat and melting

I do not know whose evil saying this is

And what is the opinion of this creator?

Like a madman, you arose from your place

You adorned such blind evil

Now you have passed it on to your own child

You have reached your wretched relative

Indeed, Farangis does not seek fortune

Neither the royal throne, nor the crown, nor the throne

With a child in secret

Do not make yourself infamous in the world

For as long as you live, there will be curses upon you

After life, your fate will be hell

If the enlightened king makes my soul clear

He will send him to my palace

If now the thought is about this child

Indeed, this pain and suffering is little

Wait until it is separated from the body

I will bring it before you and inflict evil upon it

He said to him, "Do as you have said,"

You have made me needless of his blood

The commander Piran became happy at that

He was freed from worry and pain

He came to the court and took her away

And he also counted many (things) to the gatekeepers

He took her unharmed towards Khotan

The whole court and assembly were in uproar

When he came to the palace, he said to Golshahr

That this beautiful-faced one must be hidden

You, before this famous one, be careful

Be and keep her like a nurse

A few days passed over this as well

Farangis, who illuminated the world, became heavy (with child)