The Turkish commander with tears in his eyes

Was amazed by Afrasiab's surprise

He chose a wise man with care

To send to Iran as his messenger there

He wrote a letter like a painting fine

Adorned with hundred colors' design

In the name of the Lord of sun and moon

Who gave creation its blessed boon

And greetings to Feridun's soul so bright

From whom our lineage gained its might

If Tour did wrong to fortunate Iraj

For crown and throne brought forth his rage

On that matter we must speak now

So bonds remain strong, this we vow

If this vengeance from Iraj arose

Manuchehr throughout that vengeance chose

On what Feridun first did decree

When justice in sharing sought to see

It's fitting if we follow that way

From leaders' path we shall not stray

From Oxus to Transoxiana's land

Where Oxus marks the middle strand

Was our realm in the time of kings

Iraj to that border never brings

That portion of Iran that Iraj received

Feridun blessed and thus achieved

If from this we turn and bring forth war

Our hearts will find the world too sore

There'll be sword wounds and divine wrath

No peace in this world or afterlife's path

And if like wise Feridun of old

To Tour and Salm and Iraj told

We share and seek no vengeance more

For land's not worth such trouble's store

The singer from age became like snow

From royal blood the earth turned crimson's glow

In the end, beyond one's own measure

None finds from their place any treasure

We'll remain in the end beneath the earth

In shrouds complete, in places of dearth

If there's greed and sorrow and pain

To be heavy-hearted in this transient domain

Perhaps Key Qobad will yield to this plea

A wise man's head from justice won't flee

None of us shall see Oxus even in dreams

From Iran none shall cross these streams

Except with greetings and messages fair

Both lands from these words joy shall share

When the king sealed the letter with care

He sent it to Iran's army there

They took the letter to Key Qobad

And spoke these words that they had

Thus he answered: 'You know well indeed

That we were not first in wrongful deed'

From Tour came the first tyranny

When a king like Iraj lost his monarchy

In these days did Afrasiab

Come swiftly and cross the water's lap

You've heard what he did to King Nowzar

Beast and bird's hearts filled with grief's scar

From hatred to wise Aghrirath

Did not what befits humanity's path

If you repent of evil deeds done

Renew your covenant anew begun

I suffer not from vengeance or greed

In this transient world I'm freed

To you I entrust that side of the stream

May Afrasiab find peace supreme

Anew he wrote a covenant fresh

In greatness's garden planted growth afresh

The messenger came like a leopard swift

To Pashang the letter did lift

He packed his gear and moved his host

Dust to the heavens rose uppermost

Crossed the Oxus swift as wind

Of this Key Qobad was soon twinned

That the foe withdrew without a fight

At this the king's heart grew bright

Rostam said to him, 'O noble king

Seek not peace at time of warring'

Before there was no sign of peace

My mace this day made them cease

Thus spoke to famed Key Qobad

That nothing's better than justice had

Blessed Pashang, Feridun's descendant true

From war turns his head, now through

It's fitting that all who wisdom hold

From crookedness and falsehood withhold

From Zabolestan to Sind's sea wide

We wrote you a treaty on silk's pride

The throne's head with Nimroz's crown

Hold and be the world's renown

And from here give Kabul to Mehrab's care

Your spears to poison prepare

Where there's kingdom, there's no peace complete

Though earth's face is not small at our feet

His head he adorned with crown of gold

His waist with golden belt to hold

One side of the world to him he gave

The warrior kissed the earth so brave

Then spoke the blessed Qobad thus

May no great throne exist without Zal for us

The world's not worth one hair of Dastan's head

He's a memorial of great ones long dead

A royal garment wrought with gold

Crown and belt of turquoise and ruby to behold

They placed a throne upon five elephants strong

With turquoise bright like the Nile's waters long

Gold brocade was spread upon the throne

A treasure whose worth to none was known

He sent to Dastan-e-Sam this way

Saying 'This robe of honor fulfills my day'

If long life should be granted to me

In this world you'll want-free be

To Qaren the brave and Keshvad too

Like Barzin and Khorrad-e-Pulad true

He bestowed robes of honor as was right

To those who deserved such honors bright

Gave silver and gold, sword and shield

To those worthy of crown and belt in field