A message to Salm went from this battlefield

And from that darkness, it came into the moonlight

Behind him was a fortress

Its summit rose to the sky, touching the blue heavens

So it was built, to have an opening in the fortress

Where time’s ups and downs could be weathered

Even this thought crossed Qarn’s mind

That Salm turned his face away from the battle

A great fortress would be his resting place

It would be fitting to take his path to conquer

For if the sea fortress becomes his place

No one shall sever the foundation of his feet

A place he holds within the clouds above

And solutions rising from the deep waters

He placed treasures of all things in their place

And cast upon him the shadow of the divine bird

I must swiftly find a solution

The reins and saddle must be seized

If the king sees from the warriors

He would entrust a great army to the youngest

With the royal banner of the king

And the ring of Tur, I march in the way

Now a solution must be created

And the army must be cast into the fortress

I, along with the circle of Garsasp, in this dark night

Shall not reveal this secret to the wind

When the face turned like ebony in the air

They placed the trumpet on the elephant’s mountain

All the famous warriors, eager for battle

Turned from dry land to the sea

He entrusted the army to Shirwaz and said

That I must hide myself

I will go toward the fortress keeper like a prophet

And show him the seal of the ring

When I enter the fortress, I will raise the banner

And I will flash the purple swords

You must turn your faces completely toward the fortress

So that when it enters, it will blow and give

The army stayed near the sea

To Shirwaz, the brave one, while I took my leave

He came when he neared the fortress

He spoke and the fortress keeper saw his affection

He said: I have come from the vicinity of Tur

He ordered me to remain silent for a while

He told me to go and speak to the fortress guard

To seek peace and food day and night

From here, the banner of King Manouchehr is sent

Towards the fortress, with an army, it is dispatched

Be with him, both in good and bad, as a companion

Be the guardian of the fortress, stay alert

When the gatekeeper heard such words

He immediately showed the same signet ring

Then they opened the fortress gate

He saw the open gate but did not know the secret

Look at what the farmer’s speaker said

For he who hid his heart saw its secret

May both you and I adopt servitude

And with our professions, let us also think

Whether in good or bad, whatever the body might endure

We must always tell stories

As the fortkeeper and as the warrior Qaren

Each one brought their face forward

One was malicious, the other simple-hearted

The commander was prepared for every remedy

He searched all day until night came

The fortkeeper remained unaware of the misgivings

He laid his trust in a stranger’s affection

He carelessly gave away his head and the fortress to the wind

As night turned into day, Qaren, the warrior, arose

He raised a banner, shining like the full moon

He roared and displayed one by one his signs

To Shiravi and to the circle of neck-benders

When Shiravi saw the warrior's banner

He set his face to avenge, with treacherous heart

He took the fortress and locked it inside

He placed the leaders' heads on their helmets, covered in blood

With one hand Qaren and with the other a lion

On his head, a mace and sword, fire and water beneath

When the sun reached the sword’s blade

The fortress’s custom was gone, and the guard was missing

The fortress was not, nor the ship upon the water

Only smoke was seen rising in the clouds

Fire flashed and wind arose

The roar of riders and cries grew

As the shining sun turned from the high

What appeared was neither the fortress nor the wide plain

They killed more than could be counted

Smoke rose from the fire like a volcano

The whole surface of the sea turned pitch-black

The whole surface of the desert turned into a stream of blood