The next day, they arrayed the army,

They adorned the banners on both sides.

In Hamavaran, there were a hundred war elephants,

They had formed an army spanning two miles.

From the sound of the warriors, the mountain trembled,

The earth was weary from the horses' hooves.

You would say the whole world was made of iron,

Or that Mount Alborz was clad in armor.

Behind the elephants, the banners shone,

Around them were red, yellow, and violet (banners).

They tore the claws and heart of a male lion,

The brave eagle cast down its wings.

The clouds melted in the air,

Whoever saw them considered standing their ground proper.

When the commander led the army to the plain,

He saw the army of three kings and three countries.

He said this to the proud army,

“Do not hold back from the spear of your eyelashes (spears).”

See the chest, mane, horse, and reins,

With both eyes fixed on the tip of the spear.

Even if they are a hundred thousand and we are a hundred horsemen,

The greater number of the army is of no consequence.

The flashing of arrows and bricks arose,

You would say the air had sown tulips on the ground.

From the blood, the plain seemed like a wine house,

From the spears, the air became like a reed bed.

The heads of the Turkic warriors were cut off on every side,

Mail coats were scattered throughout the plains and caves.

Tahamtan (Rostam) spurred Rakhsh swiftly,

He avoided the blood of the lowly.

He charged in pursuit of the king of Sham (Syria),

He cast the bent lasso with the wind.

He brought his waist into the circle of the noose,

You would say the bend froze in his waist.

He lifted him from the saddle like a ball,

He came swiftly like a polo mallet striking.

He threw him down and Farhad bound his hands,

The famous warrior was captured.

From blood, the soil of the sea became (like) a mountain, and the plain (like) a mountain,

From the many slain thrown from every group.

The king of Barbaristan, in the grasp of Goraz,

Was captured with forty warriors.

From the slain, the earth became like a mountain,

The same king of Hamavaran became distressed.

By agreement that Kavus, with the leaders,

He would bring to Rostam from Hamavaran.

Tents, treasures, crown, and jewels,

Servants, throne, and golden belt.

They agreed upon this and arose,

They adorned all three countries.

When he released Kavus from the fortress,

Also Giv, Goudarz, and Tus.

The arms of three countries, the treasures of three kings,

Tents, army, crown, and throne.

The commander, besides what he saw of the spoils,

Brought to the treasury of the commander of Iran.

Kavus, with sun-like splendor, adorned himself,

With Roman brocade and a golden cradle.

(With) a turquoise figure and a ruby throne,

Jewels woven on a black saddle cloth.

A well-paced horse beneath him,

A bridle adorned with gold on its head.

All the wood of his saddle was of fresh aloeswood,

On it were woven various kinds of jewels.

He ordered Sudabeh to sit (there),

She sat and praised the sun.

He brought the army from the city to the camp,

In this way, they seek their share from the world.

His army increased to more than three hundred thousand,

Armored and mail-clad horsemen.

Horsemen from Barbar gathered with him,

A hundred thousand from Egypt and Hamavaran.

A large Barbar army came,

An army of fighting horsemen.