When he learned smithing, he took it as his trade

From smithing, he crafted saws and axes made

When this was done, he made a plan for water's course

From seas he drove rivers with mighty force

To brooks and rivers, the waters he gave path

With blessing, he shortened the toil-filled wrath

Thus for the people, grazing lands increased

He scattered seeds, reaped crops, and joy was released

Then each man earned his own bread with great pride

They worked and recognized their own tools to abide

By the divine grace and the royal splendor's glow

He separated beasts of prey from gentle ones, so they may grow

He tamed the cow, donkey, and sheep for yield

Made useful whatever was fruitful in the field

From beasts with fine fur, he harvested their skin

He slew them and wore their hides to shield his kin

Like foxes, ermines, and soft squirrels of the land

And the sable whose fur is warm, fit for hand

Thus, from hides of roaming beasts, clothes he made

And covered the bodies of noble men displayed

He toiled, he spread, he ate, and passed it on

He left, bearing nothing but a noble name gone

He endured much hardship in those times of strife

With countless thoughts and spells, he shaped his life

When fortune smiled and prosperity drew near

He left a legacy of a majestic throne held dear

But fate granted him no time to stay

Thus Hushang departed with his grace and array

The world will not tie itself to you with love's embrace

Nor will it reveal to you its unveiled face