When the news reached brave Sam

That the son of Dastan had become like a lion

No child in the world had grown

To this lion-hearted valor and bravery

Sam's heart stirred within him

He desired to see that child

He entrusted the army to the commander

And went, taking the experienced men with him

As his love drew him towards Dastan's son

He led the army towards Zabulistan

When Zal received the news, he sounded the drum

The ground turned black as ebony with the army

He and the noble Mehrab, lord of Kabul

Decided to go forth to greet him

He cast the die in the cup, and a clamor arose

Both armies' banners rose up

An army stretched from mountain to mountain

The ground pitch-black, the sky azure

The neighing of Arabian horses and elephants

Their sound carried for miles

They adorned a mighty elephant

And decorated it with a golden throne

Zal's son sat upon the golden throne

With the strength of a lion and broad shoulders

A crown on his head and a belt at his waist

A shield before him and a heavy mace in hand

When Sam the hero appeared from afar

The army formed ranks on both sides

Mehrab and Zal dismounted from their horses

And the nobles who were of many years

Each bowed their head to the ground

And praised Sam the hero

When Sam the hero's face bloomed like a rose

Seeing the lion's cub on the elephant

So they brought him forward on the elephant

He looked and saw him with the crown and throne

Brave Sam gave a blessing

Saying, 'May you live long, mighty lion'

Rostam kissed his throne, oh what a wonder

He began praising his grandfather anew

Saying, 'O hero of the world, be happy

I am of your branch, you be my foundation'

I am a servant of the renowned Sam

I do not seek food, sleep, or comfort

I desire the saddle, armor, and helmet

And to shoot arrows and greetings

My face resembles yours

If it is yours, then my bravery too

Then he dismounted from the mighty elephant

The commander took his hand in his

Kissed him on the head and eyes

The elephants and the drum sound halted

They headed towards the palace thereafter

All the way happy and conversing

In all the palaces, golden thrones were placed

They sat, ate, and were joyful

A month passed this way

Without ever straining themselves

They drank wine to the sound of music

Each took turns singing

In one corner of the throne, Dastan sat

In another corner, Rostam with a mace in hand

In front, Sam the conqueror of the world

Adorned with the feathered crown

He remained in awe of Rostam

Praising God's name over him constantly

With that arm, strength, and broad shoulders

Waist like a pen, and a broad chest and back

His thighs are as thick as those of sturdy camels

He has the heart of a lion and the strength of a tiger

With this handsome face and majestic mane

None of the heroes have his equal

With this joy, we now drink wine

Breaking our sorrow with wine

He told Zal that for a hundred generations

No one can recall this

That a child is brought forth from the side

How can they handle it with such goodness

A thousand praises to Simorgh

For God guided her in this

For the world is ephemeral, full of coming and going

When one becomes old, another is brought anew

They reached for wine and became intoxicated

From Rostam, they remembered Dastan

Mehrab drank so much wine

That he saw no one like himself in the world

He said, 'I do not fear Zal the Noble

Nor Sam or the king with crown and glory'

I, Rostam, the dark horse, and the sword

No cloud would dare cast a shadow over us

I will revive the customs of Zahhak

And turn the earth to musk and ambergris underfoot

Zal and Sam's lips were filled with laughter

Their hearts delighted by Mehrab's words

The beginning of the new moon, the month of Mehr

They chose the auspicious path on that throne

Sam prepared and went out

One station Zal went with his father

He rode the mighty elephant

To bid farewell to his grandfather together

He said to Zal, 'O my son

See that you are nothing but just'

By the command of kings, hearts are adorned

Wisdom is chosen over wealth

Every year, hands are restrained from evil

Every day, seeking the divine path

Know that the world remains for no one

You must be the same, openly and secretly

Heed my advice and do not stray from it

Tread only the straight path on earth

For I feel in my heart

That my time is drawing near

He bid farewell to his two sons and said

These advices should not be hidden

The sound of the drums rose from the gate

The trumpeting of elephants

The commander turned towards the west

With eloquent speech and a humble heart

His two sons went with him

With tearful eyes, hearts full of his advice

They traveled two stages and then returned

The commander took the long road

Meanwhile, Zal the commander set out

Leading the army back to Sistan

Night and day with Rostam the lion-hearted

He rejoiced and drank wine