When he reached the banks of the Arvand River,

He sent greetings to the keepers of the river.

To the riverkeepers, the victorious king said:

Prepare the ships immediately for the journey.

Take me and my army to the other side,

And leave none of us behind on this shore.

So that I may cross over the water,

With speed, using ships and boats.

But the riverkeeper refused to bring the ships,

And would not yield to Fereydoun’s command.

He replied thus: 'The King of the World',

Told me in secret these very words:

Let not even a gnat cross the river,

Until you receive proper permission and a seal.

When Fereydoun heard this, he grew enraged,

And was not deterred by the deep waters.

At once, he fastened his royal belt,

And mounted his swift steed.

His heart sharpened for vengeance and battle,

And he drove his crimson horse into the water.

His companions girded their belts,

And all plunged into the sea together.

With blessings, they rode their swift horses,

Plunging their saddles into the waters.

They reached the shore, their hearts seeking vengeance,

And set their sights on Bayt al-Maqdis.

There, they spoke of a mighty hero,

And called it the castle of Dezhoudj.

Now know the pure house in Arabic

As the raised palace of Zahhak

When they came close to the city from the plain

Seeking sustenance from that city

Fereydun looked from a mile away

He saw a palace in that city of the king

Shining like Jupiter in the sky

Everywhere filled with joy, peace, and love

Its palace seemed higher than Saturn

You'd say the stars would graze it

He knew that this was the house of the dragon

A place of greatness and value

He said to his companions, 'The one who raises

Such a structure from dark soil, from a pit

I fear that with him, the world

Has a hidden secret

We must hasten to this narrow place

Speeding up in the day to avoid delay

He spoke and took the heavy mace in hand

And took the reins of the swift steed

You'd say he was a true flame

That sprang before the palace guard

He lifted the heavy mace from the saddle

You'd say he was plowing the earth

None of the guards remained standing

Fereydun called upon the Creator of the world

He entered the great palace on horseback

The bold young man unsworn to the world