The revolving sky also turned in this

When the sun showed its face from the cluster

He called all the Mobads from his side

He spoke several necessary words

He spent two weeks in giving audience

He opened a new register

He ordered the Mobad to the eloquent

That they should say the names of the small and great

First from the relatives of King Kavus

One hundred and ten commanders set out

He wrote the names of the warriors worthily

As was befitting the heroes

Fariborz of Kavus was their leader

Who was constantly with the new king

He chose eighty men from the Nouzari clan

All mace-bearers and all warriors

Zarasp the commander was their guardian

Who took care of them in every matter

Who was the crown of the Kayanians and the son of Tus

The master of sword, mace, and drum

The third was like Godarz of the Kashvad family

Whose opinion made the army prosperous

He had seventy-eight grandsons

Heroes of the mountains and riders of the plains

Illuminating the crown and throne of the Kayanians

Raising the Kavian star

Like sixty-three from the lineage of Gazdaham

Their nobles and leader was Gostaham

From the relatives of Milad, there were one hundred riders

Like Gorgin the victorious, the wealthy

From the lineage of Lavadeh, like eighty-five

Riders of battle and guardians of treasure

Where Barateh was their guardian

Their helper in battle

Like thirty-three elders from the lineage of Pashang

Whose king was Ruyin on the day of battle

In the time of battle, he was before the drums

The guardian of the warriors and the son-in-law of Tus

From the relatives of Shiruy, seventy men

Who were warriors on the day of battle

The chosen warriors, the famous Farhad was

In the time of battle, he was an anvil of steel

From the lineage of Garazeh, one hundred and five warriors

He entrusted their guardianship to him

Kanarang and other heroes

Generous and great men with praise

It was such that the Mobad did not know

From so many famous men with height and glory

They wrote their names in the king's register

All their names until when they would be needed

He ordered them to go out of the city

To go from the side to the plain and desert

At the beginning of the month, from the trumpet

A roar should come and the beat of the Indian drum

All should set their heads towards the battle of Turan

All should set joy and feasts

They placed their heads on the ground before him

All one by one recited praise

That we are servants and kingship is yours

From Taurus to Pisces is yours

To the place where they were with unsaddled horses

He brought the whole herd to the army camp

He ordered that whoever is a lasso thrower

Is a warrior and iron-bodied in battle

They should throw the lasso before the rampart

They should throw the heads of the swift-footed into bondage

He opened the treasure of dinars and said

That treasure should not be hidden from the nobles

In the time of the king's generosity and vengeance

The treasure of dinars becomes a feast for the eyes

We bring treasure and thrones to men

We bring the fruit of trees to the sun

Why should one bear the sorrow of time

When treasure comes to use for people

The nobles of Iran from the assembly

Sat before him all one by one

He brought a hundred garments of Roman brocade

All adorned with jewels and gold from the land

Also from sable and woven fabric and also brocade

A cup full of jewels in the middle

They placed it before the proud king

Thus spoke the king of the world to the army

This is the price of a priceless head

The executioner, the male dragon of Palashan

Whom Afrasiab calls a hero

In his wakefulness, sleep becomes full

He will bring his head, sword, and horse like dust

To our army camp on the day of battle

Swiftly Bizhan, son of Giev, jumped to his feet

He girded his loins to kill the dragon

He took all the garments and that golden cup

And also some jewels inside the cup

He praised the king greatly

May you be happy as long as time exists

And from there, he came and sat in his place

Holding that jewel cup in his hand

Then the king ordered the treasurer

To bring two hundred gold-embroidered garments

One hundred of sable and brocade and one hundred brocade

Two rose-faced ones with girdles tied around their waists

He said, 'I will give this gift to him'

And after that, I will give him another also

Who brings the crown of Tazhav before me

Or before this famous assembly

Which Afrasiab placed on his head

And called him awake and of fortunate lineage

Again Bizhan, son of Giev, jumped up quickly

Who was like smoke in battle

He reached out his hand and took those gifts

The assembly remained amazed at him

He praised greatly and sat down happily

May the world be prosperous with Keykhosrow

He ordered ten slaves with belts

Ten chosen horses with golden reins

Ten adorned veiled ones

The Mobad brought such a request

Thus spoke the awake king of the herd

That the horses and all these beautiful ones

To him who twists the head of Tazhav

It is fitting if he does not have the heart of a lion-cow

He has a worshipper on the day of battle

From whose voice the leopard becomes tame

With a face like spring and a stature like a cypress

His waist like a young lion and his walk like a pheasant

There is a moon-faced one named Espanvi

Jasmine-bodied, charming, and musk-scented

One should not strike when the sword finds him

For such a face would be a pity from the sword

If he has taken his waist in the bend of his belt

He should bring him to him in that manner

Bizhan reached out his hand to that also

He came to the victorious king

He praised the king of the world

He prayed to the creator of the world

The great king became happy with him

He said, 'O famous and mighty one'

May a hero like you not be a friend to the enemy

May your shining soul not be without a body

The world ruler then said to the treasurer

To bring ten golden cups from the hidden

Scented melon placed in that golden cup

Ten of raw silver with six jewels

A cup full of musk from yellow ruby

Another one from turquoise, one lapis lazuli

Agate and emerald sprinkled on it

Mixed with musk and rosewater

A worshipper with ten slaves with belts

Ten valuable horses with golden reins

He said, 'This gift is for him who had the strength'

Tazhav was in his body on the day of battle

Brought his head to this court

Brought it before the brave army

Giev, son of Godarz, reached out his hand to this

He girded his loins for the battle of that hero

The valuable beauties and that request

They took before him, adorned

He recited praise for the king

May the crown and ring not be without you

And then the king ordered the treasurer

To place ten golden cups before the throne

Pour dinars, musk, and jewels on it

A royal crown with a belt

He said, 'This gift is for him who does not spare effort'

For the sake of fame and treasure

He will go from here to the Kaseh River

He will send greetings to the soul of Siavash

He will see a high mountain of firewood

Its height is more than ten lassos

He wanted that no one should travel that road

That no one should pass from Iran to Turan

A brave man from Iran must go

To set fire to the entire Kaseh River

So that if there is a battlefield there

No army will remain among the firewood

Giev said, 'This hunt is mine'

Setting fire to the mountain is my task

If an army comes, I will not fear battle

In battle, I will bring the vultures to a feast

"I will make the path of the army easy through the snow"

"I will make the hearts of the Turks fearful of it"

The king gave all the request to Giev

He said to him, 'O famous one of the army'

May the crown not be bright without your sword

May it be so and may there be no Brahman without an idol'

He ordered a hundred multi-colored brocades

That the treasurer should bring without delay

Also from the treasure, he sought a hundred pearls

That were like frozen water, you would say truly

He brought five attendants from behind the curtain

Their curly heads disappeared from the crown

He said, 'This gift is worthy of him'

Whose wisdom is the king over his pure soul

He is brave, insightful, and eloquent

He does not turn his face away from the lion in battle

He will take a message to Afrasiab

From fear of him, he will not bring water to his eyes

He will bring me an answer from his words

That you know from this famous assembly

Gorgin, son of Milad, reached out his hand

He girded his loins to go on that path

The attendants and those gold-embroidered garments

He brought with royal jewels

He praised the king and said

May wisdom be paired with the soul of Khosrow

When the face of the earth became like the wing of a raven

The light came from the top of the mountain

The commander came to his palace

The warriors went to their homes

He brought wine and called the musicians

All night he scattered gold and jewels

When the mountain became like sandalwood from the day

The crow of the rooster came into the cloud

Tahmtan came to the king's court

The talk went of the Turks and the crown and throne

Zavareh, son of Faramarz, with him together

Went discussing everything, great and small

Thus Rostam said to the king of the earth

O famous one with praise

In Zavolestan there was a city

From that land, Tur had a share

Manuchehr emptied it of the Turks

It is a good place with glory

When Kavus became disheartened and old

The name of kingship and glory fell from him

They take tribute and gifts to Turan

They look down on the king of Iran

There are many elephants and treasures in that land

The bodies of the innocent suffer from them

From so much killing, looting, and raiding

Raising their heads from paying tribute to the Turks

Now the kingship of Iran is yours

The body of elephants and the claws of lions are yours

A large army is needed now

To send with a mighty hero

If they bring tribute near the king

Or bring their heads to this court

When we bring that entire border under our control

We will bring defeat to the land of Turan

The king gave such an answer to Rostam

May you be eternal, for this is the way

See how much army is needed

Choose from this famous army

The land that is connected to your border

The value of the land is worthy of your worth

Give Faramarz a heavy army

As is needed from warriors

His work will be accomplished by his hand

His sixty will reach the desire of the whales

The hero's face became radiant from that

He recited many praises for the king

Khosrow ordered the master of the court

To request a feast from the cook

He brought wine and called the musicians

He was amazed by the sound of the nightingale

The nobles with Faramarz and the elephant rider

Drank wine on the jasmine

Roaring flute and resounding harp

A bouquet of fragrance and color in hand

All fresh-faced and all happy-hearted

Freed from pain and sorrows

They spoke of all kinds of things

They recited many stories of kings

That whoever gave justice in his kingship

Will be happy in both worlds from his deeds

Also the unjust king in the world

Will be condemned by the great ones

A bad name will remain from him in the world

Also, a bad end before God

Whoever has no profession but justice

No one else is as happy as him in both worlds

When the shining sun rose from the mountain

The singer became tired of speaking

The drum sounded from the king's court

They drew up ranks at the court

They tied an iron saddle on the elephant

The bellowing of the ox-tail rose

They placed a throne on the elephant's hump

That royal tree came into the court

The king came and sat on the elephant

With a jewel-studded crown on his head

A necklace full of royal jewels

Two earrings hanging from the crown

He struck a bead on the hump of the shaggy elephant

The ground became like the Nile Sea

From sword and mace and drum and dust

The earth became black, the sky lapis lazuli

You would say the sun is in a trap

Or the bend of the sky turned into water

The bright eye could not see the reins

The sky and stars could not see the spearhead

When a wave rose from the still sea

The army came in wave after wave

They took the tents from the palace to the plain

The sky became agitated from the roaring

The elephant stepped in the middle of the army

With golden bells and golden reins

A bead in a cup in the king's hand

The roar of the army reached Saturn

When that famous king was on the elephant's back

He struck the bead on the cup and tightened his belt

It was not fitting for kingship

To sit except at the door of the king

From that famous rebellious king

This was the sign in kingship

He was on the elephant in the wide plain

So that the army would pass before him

First, Fariborz was in front

Who passed before the new world ruler

With mace and crown and golden shoes

Behind him, a sun-bodied banner

Riding a strong steed

With a lasso coiled on the saddle strap

He went with the wind and with height and glory

His army all drowned in silver and gold

The king of the world praised him

May you have greatness and the glory of the great ones

May your fortune be victorious in every task

May you return victorious and happy

Then King Godarz of the Kashvad family was

Who was with armor and a steel mace

His banner behind him was a lion

Whose battle was with mace and sword

Raham Niu went on the left

To his right, like the proud Giev

Behind Shidush the hero with the banner

The ground became purple from the lion figures

A thousand behind that proud one

Reiners with long spears

A wolf-figured black banner

Behind Giev with the army