This word reached Mehrab and Dastan

That the king and commander had fallen from their rank

The roaring Zal was leaving Kabul

His tail lowered and his mane raised high

He said, 'If a grim dragon appears'

It will burn the world with its breath

If Kabulistan desires to be saved

My first head should be sacrificed

He went before his father, filled with blood and sorrow

His heart full of thought, his mind full of words

When the brave Sam learned of the news

That the cub of the male lion had come from the road

All the troops rose from their places

They prepared Fereydun's banner

They started to celebrate the arrival

The army and the commander received him

All the elephants' backs were adorned with the colorful banner

Decorated in red, yellow, and purple

When Dastan saw his father's face

He dismounted his horse and stepped forward

The nobles dismounted from both sides

Whether they were seeking leadership or following it

The brave Zal kissed the ground

He spoke with his father, too, after a long time

He sat on the Arabian horse of Samand

Shining like a golden, towering mountain

All the nobles came before him

They came with care and conversation

For your father has become upset

Bring him an apology, don’t remove his head

He replied, 'There is no fear from this'

In the end, there is nothing but dust

If my father brings wisdom into his mind

Truly, words will not pass over words

If he opens his mouth in anger

I will bring tears to my eyes out of shame

Thus they came to the court of Sam

With open hearts and joy they came

Sam the rider dismounted from his horse

And immediately granted Zal an audience

When Zal came before his father

He kissed the ground and spread out his arms

He praised Sam the mighty

And wiped the tears from his eyes like flowers

May the vigilant-hearted hero be happy

May his soul be inclined to justice

From your sword, the diamond becomes roasted

On the day of battle, the earth weeps from you

Wherever your sword blade moves on the day of battle

Haste will come to the army's delay

The sky where your mace sees the wind

Surely no star dares to shine

The lion does not submit to the earth with your justice

Your spirit and wisdom are the foundation of justice

All people rejoice in your justice

From you, the earth and time receive justice

Except for me who is deprived of justice

And although I am renowned for my connection to you

I was raised by a bird, eating dirt

In the world, I have no conflict with anyone

I do not know my own sin

That someone has a way against me

Unless it is that Sam the hero is my father

And if there is virtue in this lineage of mine

I was born from my mother and abandoned

You placed my abode in the mountains

You put the nurturing one in distress

You consigned the growing one to the fire

You have no quarrel with the creator of the world

Why the world is painted in black and white

Now, little of the creator's work remains

Look upon me with the eyes of God

With wealth, a throne, and a heavy mace

With wisdom, a crown, a throne, and leaders

I sat in Kabul at your command

I upheld your counsel and promise

If you seek vengeance, I will not harm you

Like a tree you plant, I will bear fruit for you

This gift was made from Mazandaran

You rode from the land of the wolf-hunters

That you may destroy my flourishing home

This was the wish you granted me

Now I stand before you

I have given my body to your wrath

Cut me in two with a saw

Do not speak to me from Kabul

When the commander heard Zal's words

He raised his ears and lowered his mane

He said, 'Yes, this is the truth'

Your words are true, they are witnesses to righteousness

All my dealings with you were unjust

The hearts of my enemies rejoiced over you

You wanted this from me, this very wish

You rose from your place, your heart full of anguish

Do not hurry, for I will solve your troubles

I will now create a marketplace for you

I will now write a letter to the king

I will send it by your hand, O well-wisher

I will remember all that I must speak

I will bring his soul and heart toward justice

If our world-ruler is our friend

All our affairs will be as you desire

They seated the writer before them

They spoke from every door, words running free

The Lord wrote the opening chapter of creation

Where it is and ever shall remain in place

From Him is good and evil, being and non-being

All are His servants, and God is one

Everything made within His breath

Is the way that drives the turning wheel of life

The Lord of Saturn, the Sun, and the Moon

From Him creation arises, including King Manouchehr

In war, within it burns the poison of opium

In celebration, within it shines the moon of the world

The wielder of the mace, the opener of the city

Bringing joy to all who receive a share

The bearer of Fereydun's banner in battle

The proud warrior, slayer of the battle lion

From your wind, the high mountain

The dust of the hoof of the proud steed scatters

Just as from a pure heart and righteous belief

You bring both the wolf and the lamb to the water

I am a servant, having arrived at my place

With strength, I have placed my feet upon it

The camphor circle gathers around my head

So did the Sun and Moon crown my head

I bound the middle like a servant

And made the battlefield eternal

The reins twisted, the steed and mace in hand

None like me has been seen riding the world

The flowing waters of Mazandaran passed

As I took hold of the heavy mace

If I were not a sign upon this earth

I would rise, lifting my neck among the necks of the slain

Like a serpent that emerged from the river of discovery

It rose and made the world like froth

The width of the earth, from city to city, was his

From mountain to mountain, his height stretched

The world was filled with fear of him

Both day and night stood watch against him

I saw the air pure of birds

The very face of the earth, free from beasts

The fiery breath burned the vulture's feathers

The earth burned beneath his venom

A dark whale you raised from the water

And with its tail you drew the eagle from the sky

The earth became barren, without men and beasts

All surrendered their place to him

When I saw that no one in the world remained

Who could find a way to ally with him

By the power of the Lord of the world, the pure God

I cast away all fear and worry from my heart

I bound the middle with a mighty name

And sat upon that steed, with the body of a lion

In the saddle, a mace like that of a bull

A bow in my arm and a shield on my neck

I rose like the dark whale

With sharp claws, and its tail sharp as well

Every one who heard me bid farewell

That I will strike the serpent with my mace

From its head to its tail, like a tall mountain

I drew its hair to the earth like a lasso

Its tongue was like a black tree

Its fur spread in the road like a banner

Its two eyes were like reservoirs full of blood

It roared upon seeing me and came in fury

I had a thought, O king

That perhaps I have fire beside me

The world appeared before my eyes like a sea

With dark smoke rising like black clouds

The surface of the earth trembled from its roar

From its poison, the earth became like the China Sea

I roared at it like a lion

As is the way of a brave man

I shot a diamond-tipped arrow swiftly

And drove it through without delay

As one side of its mouth was sewn shut

Its tongue remained out in astonishment

At that moment, another shot the same

I struck its mouth, and it twisted from the impact

I struck its abdomen a third time

A stream of blood flowed from its liver

When it confined me to the narrow ground

I brandished this bull-headed mace of vengeance

With the power of the world-ruling God

I aroused the elephant-bodied one from its place

I struck its head with the bull-faced mace

It felt as if the sky rained mountains upon it

I shattered its head like an old elephant's body

Poison flowed from it like the Nile River

With such a blow, it never rose again

The earth aligned with the mountains from its brain

The river of blood and bile overflowed

The earth became a place of rest and sleep

All the mountains were filled with men and women

Praising me endlessly

The whole world witnessed that battle

For that dragon was a vile creature

Sam praised me for that single blow

And the world showered me with gold and gems

When I returned from him, my body bright

I was stripped of my renowned armor

It fell from the summit of the royal tower

Though I harm by this act, it's still worthwhile

For many years, on that land, nothing remained

Only the burned thorn of the east persisted

Thus, whatever we had, we decided by choice

I brought the heads of the leaders beneath my feet

Where I once stumbled, like the foot of the wind

The lion, fierce and mighty, would settle there

Now it has been many years since the saddle's back

I have a throne, and my steed is the earth beneath

All the wolves and Mazandaran's lands

I directed them to you, with a heavy mace

I did not recall that land for some time

I desired that you be noble, victorious, and joyful

Now, this raised mane of mine

Is the same striking blow of my helmet

Know this, that it shall not remain

Neither my land nor my kingdom shall persist

He threw a lasso from his hand

Fate bound me in a twisted knot

Now, we have entrusted the turn to Zal

Hoping he will take the belt and helmet

One has a hidden desire

To come and ask of the king of the world

Another desires that which is good in the eyes of God

Where goodness lies under His command

We did not act without the counsel of the great king

For a servant should never be mighty

Indeed, my pact with Zal was

Heard by my world-ruling king

That I would not turn from his opinion, in no way

In these days, he worked hard for my benefit

Before me came one, full of bloodstained wounds

He came, torn apart, with his bones exposed

He told me to aim for Amol

More fitting than setting my sights on Kabul

When one is raised by a bird in the mountains

She becomes a notable figure among the group

Seeing the moon in Kabulistan

Like a tall cypress with blossoms on its top

If she becomes mad, it would not be surprising

The king should not bear enmity against her

Now her love's suffering has reached a point

That brings compassion to anyone who sees her

From all the pain she saw on the innocent

The king heard the promise that was made

I sent her with a heart full of sorrow

When she comes near the high throne

Do as befits nobility

You must learn wisdom yourself

When they wrote the letter and the decision was made

Dastan quickly took it and stood up

As the sun turned its head towards the east

He did not sleep or rest until dawn

When night cast off its worn garments

Dawn smiled and opened its lips

He came and mounted his steed

The horn sounded loudly

He set his face towards the king

With the letter from Sam the noble