When the shining sun turned its back

The air became black and the earth became rough

Siavosh drew the army to the Oxus River

With his eyelashes, he drew blood from his liver

When he came inside Termez, the roofs and streets

Were like spring, full of color and scent

All the cities were like that up to Chach

You would say it is a wedding with necklace and crown

In every stage, food was prepared

Beautiful dishes and spreads

Thus, he drove (his army) up to Qachqar

He dismounted there and stayed for a while

When the news arrived, they came to meet him

All the chiefs came with drums

Piran chose a thousand from his relatives

He arranged the affair of welcoming (Siavosh)

Adorned four white elephants

He gave the entire army the good news

One throne was placed, made of turquoise

A banner waving like a tree

Its top was a golden moon and its background was violet

A silken banner woven with gold

Along with the golden throne, three other elephants

A hundred moon-faced ones with golden belts

An army in such a way that you would say it was the sky

Adorned the face of the earth with kindness

A hundred precious horses with golden saddles

Adorned from head to toe with brocade

Siavosh heard that the army had come

The king prepared to go to meet them

He saw the banner of the commander Piran

He heard the roaring of elephants and horses

He went quickly and took him in his arms

He asked him about the renowned king

He said to him, "O champion of the army

Why did you trouble your soul on the journey?"

The first thought in my heart was this

That my two eyes would see you healthy and well

Piran kissed his head and feet

That same good-faced, heart-ravishing one

He said thus, "O young king

If my soul had shown me this in a dream

I would first offer praise before God

Since I saw you radiant and healthy

Afrasiab is like a father to you

We are all your servants on this side of the water

There are more than a thousand from your kin

Who are your worshippers, wearing earrings

Do not take a single breath without your heart's desire

Men and women are constantly your servants

If you accept me, with my old head

I will gird my loins for service

The two went together happily

They recalled words, more and less

All the way, from the sound of the harp and rebec

The head of the sleeping one arose from sleep

The earth became musky from musk and gold

The Arabian horse spread its wings

When Siavash saw that, tears from his two eyes

Poured down, and he became angry from thought

Because the land of Zabulistan came to his mind

Adorned up to Kabulistan

The same city of Iran came to his mind

He drew a cold sigh from his liver

His heart remembered Iran and burned

His face glowed like fire

He turned away from Piran and covered his face

The commander saw his sorrow and pain

He knew what had come to his mind

He became sad and put his teeth on his lip

They descended at Qachqar Bashi

They sat down and took a breath

Piran looked at his appearance

Sat and (considered) his stature, mane, and speech

He stared at him with both eyes

He constantly recited the name of God

He said to him, "O renowned king

You are a memorial of the kings of the world"

There are three things about you in the world

That no one else has from the seed of the great ones

One is that from the lineage of Keyqobad

They say they take their lineage from you

And the other is a tongue with this uprightness

Adorned with good speech

The third is that it seems that from your face

Your kindness constantly rains down upon the earth

Siavosh replied to him thus

That, "O pure and truthful old man"

Renowned in the world for kindness and loyalty

Far from Ahriman and far from injustice

If now you make a pact with me

I know that you will not break my pact

If being here is good for me

I should not weep for what I have done

And if it is not, command me to pass on

Show me the way to another country

Piran said to him, "Do not worry about this"

When you have passed from the land of Iran

Do not turn your heart away from the kindness of Afrasiab

Do not rush in any way to leave

His scattered name in the world is evil

But besides this, he is a divine man

He has wisdom and opinion and lofty intellect

He does not come to the path of harm in vain

I also have kinship with him by blood

I am both his champion and his guide

Indeed, on this land and territory, a hundred thousand

And more will be riders under my command

I have both land and territory and also sheep

Also horses and weapons and bow and lasso

I am independent of everyone

Besides this, I also have much hidden

May all that I have be sacrificed for you

If now you sit down in happiness

I have accepted you from the pure God

With the opinion and heart of your wise men

That no harm will come to you from evils

No one knows the secret of the high heavens

Unless trouble arises in the city because of you

You mix from afar antidote and poison

Siavosh was tamed by those words

He became radiant and worthy of the cup

They sat down to eat together

Siavosh became the son and Piran the father

They went with laughter and joy

They did not seek any time on the way

Thus they arrived in the city of Geng

Where there was a pleasant place to stay

Afrasiab came on foot to the street

From the palace, with his waist tied and in haste

When Siavosh saw him on foot

He came down from his horse and ran towards him

They embraced each other

They kissed each other many times on the eyes and head

After that, Afrasiab said thus

That the heroes of the world have fallen asleep

From now on, neither turmoil nor war will arise

The sheep and the leopard will come to the watering place together

The world was disturbed by the brave Turanian

Now the face of the world is weary of war

The two countries were entirely full of turmoil

The heart of the world was blind to peace

Now the world will become tamed by you

It will rest from war and the boiling of blood

Now the city of Turan are your servants

All hearts are filled with your kindness

My possessions, along with my life, are before you

The commander is yours in soul and body

Siavosh praised him greatly

That perhaps fortune gave (me) from your essence

Thanks to the God who created the world

From Him is peace and conflict and vengeance

The commander took Siavosh's hand in his hand

And came and sat upon the majestic throne

He looked at Siavosh's face and said

That this one has no equal in the world

There has never been such a person in the world

Such a face and stature and glory and greatness

After that, he said thus to Piran

That Kavus is impetuous and has little wisdom

How can he be patient with the face of such a son?

Such a tall stature and so many talents

My eyes, from seeing his beautiful face

My heart is astonished by his actions

That someone should have such a child

And turn his two eyes away to the ground

From the palaces, he then chose one

And spread all the palace with gold-woven fabrics

They placed a golden throne before him

All its legs like the head of a water buffalo

They adorned it with Chinese brocade

And summoned many attendants

He then ordered him to go towards the palace

To be as he wished and sit comfortably

When Siavosh arrived before the palace

The top of the palace's arch reached Saturn

He came and sat upon that golden throne

And the wise soul was lost in thought

When the commander's table was arranged

Someone came and summoned Siavosh

All sorts of words were spoken at the table

They laid the foundation for all joy

When the leader rose from the table

They arranged a place for drinking wine

They went with lutes and musicians

All the leaders sat down to drink wine

Afrasiab gave him his soul and heart

He could not sleep without Siavosh

He drank wine until the world became dark

The wine drinkers became intoxicated from the wine

Siavosh strode happily to the palace

In his drunkenness, he did not remember Iran

That same night, the king commanded

To those who were at the banquet

He said thus to Shideh Afrasiab

When Siavosh raises his head from sleep

You, with my champions and relatives

Whoever is the leader of the assembly

At dawn, with gifts and servants

And precious horses with golden saddles

From the army, everyone with offerings

Of dinars and royal jewels

In this manner, they proceed before Siavosh

Wise and awake and silent they go

The commander sent many things

In this way, a week also passed

One night, the king said thus to Siavosh

That tomorrow, we two will prepare at dawn

That we will go to the field with ball and polo stick

For a while, we will gallop and be laughing

I have heard from everyone that your polo playing

The heroes do not see (its like) in your field

You are our son and the beauty of the throne

You are the Kayanian crown and the support of the army

He said to him, "O king, may you be immortal

May (the sight of you) be a provision for the soul

Kings seek skill from you

That (someone) may have recourse to you in every matter

My bright day is in seeing you

I always seek good and bad from you

At dawn, the heroes went to the field

Strutting and galloping and laughing they became

Then the king of Turan said thus to him

That we will choose companions in the striking of the ball

You will be on that side and I on this side

We two are half of this assembly from this sign

Siavosh said to him, "O king

Where will I have hand and polo stick to use?

I cannot strike the ball equally with you

Seek another opponent in the field

Since I am worthy to be your friend

On this wide field, I am your rider

The commander became happy from his words

The speech of everyone became wind

He swore by the life and head of King Kavus

That you will be my opponent and match

Show your skill before the riders

So that they do not say that he chose badly

My men will praise you

My laughing face will be delighted

Siavosh said to him, "The command is yours

The riders and the field and the polo stick are yours"

The commander chose Kalbad

Like Garsivaz and Jahan and Pulad

Like Piran and the warrior Nastyhan

Like Homan who can lift the ball from the water

He sent companions to Siavosh

Like Ruyin and like the renowned Shideh

And another, Andariman, the brave rider

Like Arjasp, the horse-throwing lion

Siavosh said thus, "O seeker of fame

Who from among them dares to be the first to speak?"

They are all the king's companions and I am alone

I am the sole keeper of the polo stick

If now the king gives the command

I will bring riders from Iran to the field

They will be my companions in striking the ball

In the manner that is customary on both sides

When the commander heard the story from him

He became a partner in that story

Siavosh chose seven men from the Iranians

Chosen, worthy of the task

The roar of the drums rose from the field

The dust became level with the sky

From the sound of the cymbals and the breath of the curved flute

You would say the field moved from its place

Siavosh spurred his war horse

As the ball came whirling before him

He struck (the ball) as soon as he reached the field

In such a way that it disappeared from sight

Then the lofty king commanded

That they should bring the ball to Siavosh

Siavosh kissed that ball

The roaring of flutes and drums arose

Siavosh mounted another horse

And threw that royal ball into the air

After that, he worked with the polo stick on it

It became such that it met with the moon

From his polo stick, the ball became invisible

You would say that the heavens were lifting it up

Afrasiab became happy from that ball (play)

The heads of the renowned ones arose from sleep

They said aloud, "Never a rider

Have we seen such a famous one on the saddle"

They set up a place to sit on one side of the field

And came and sat on the king's throne

Siavosh sat with him on the throne

The king became very happy at seeing him

Then the seeker of fame said thus to the army

That the field is yours, and the polo stick and the ball

The two armies were preparing for battle

The dust rose up to the sun

همی بردن گوی را خواستند

They wanted to take the ball away

The Iranians snatched the ball first

The Turks were left behind in their action

Siavosh became sad because of the Iranians

He spoke in the language of chivalry

That (this) is a field of play, not a battlefield

In this turning and distribution of time

When the field is finished, turn your face

Hand over the ball to them once

The riders gently pulled their reins

They did not then release the hot horses

The Turks threw a ball

They charged like fire

When the commander heard the voice of the Turks

He knew what that chivalry was

Then the king of the Turan army said thus

That a well-wisher has said to me

That he has no equal in the world

How he can pierce two shields with arrow and bow

When Siavosh heard the words of the elder

He drew a Kayanian bow from its case

The commander asked for the bow to look at it

So that one of those present would bring it

He looked at the bow and remained astonished

He recited many Kayanian praises

He gave (the bow) to Garsivaz, the sword striker

To rub the house (of the bow) and string it

He tried to string the bow

It did not work for him, he became astonished and suspicious

The king took it from him and sat on his knees

He rubbed the house (of the bow) with his hand

He strung it and said thus, laughing, the king

That this is a bow as it should be on the path (of war)

In my youth also, my bow

Was like this, and now times have changed

In Turan and Iran, no one can

Manage to hold it during war

Besides this, Siavosh's stature and mane and shoulders

Will not need a bow on the field of vengeance

They placed a mark on the horse (of Siavosh)

Siavosh did not contend with anyone

He sat upon a swift horse like a demon

He spurred his thigh and a cry arose

He shot an arrow into the middle of the target

At which the proud ones had set their eyes

He shot another arrow with four feathers

He threw it from the wind and opened its wings

He struck the target again with one gallop

And riddled it with holes as he shot

He twisted the reins in his right hand

He struck once more in the direction he wanted

He drew the bowstring and threw it down

And came to the lofty king

He dismounted and the king rose to his feet

And asked for blessings for him from the Creator

And from that place towards the lofty palace

They went, happy of heart and esteemed

They sat down, the table was set and wine was arranged

They seated whoever was worthy

They drank some wine and became happy

And made mention of the name of Siavosh

The king arranged a robe of honor at the table

Of horse and saddle and throne and crown

Also a golden hand (ornament) and uncut cloth

That no one in the world had seen before that

Of dinars and bags of dirhams

Of rubies and turquoise, more and less

Many attendants and several servants

One cup full of shining rubies

He ordered that the goods be counted

And all be taken to Siavosh's palace

From everyone who was his kin in the land of Turan

There was more kindness towards him

He said thus to his relatives, "All of you

Are his retinue, like a flock"

The king said thus to that prince

That one day you should come with me to the hunting ground

If you come, we will make our hearts happy and joyful

We will make our souls free from sorrow in the hunt

He said to him, "Whenever your opinion comes

To that side where your heart guides you"

One day they went to the hunting ground

The king went with cheetah and falcon

An army of all kinds went with him

From Iran and Turan, eager for the hunt

Siavosh saw a wild ass in the plain

Like the wind that blows through the army

The reins became light and the stirrup heavy

He galloped in the ups and downs

He struck one with his sword and cut it in two

Its two hands were like scales and the wild ass was silver

It was not heavier than the other by a barleycorn

That army of the king quickly became spectators

The entire assembly said unanimously

That this one is honored and a swordsman

They said to each other aloud

That evil has come to our heads from Iran

The heads of the leaders became distressed

It is fitting that we prepare for war with the king

Siavosh was constantly hunting

He galloped and felled wild asses in the plain

He galloped in the cave and on the mountain and in the plain

He struck with sword and arrow and spear

In every place he made a pile (of hunted animals)

He relieved the army from hunting

And from that place towards the king's palace

They all took the path with happy hearts

Whether the commander was happy or sad

He was never intimate with anyone except Siavosh

From Jahan and from Garsivaz and whoever else there was

He did not reveal secrets to anyone and was not happy

Except with Siavosh, day and night

His two lips would open in laughter from him

In this manner, they spent a year

They shared both sorrow and joy

One day, Siavosh and Piran together

Sat down and talked, more and less

Piran said to him, "In this land and territory

As much as there may be someone passing by"

With this kindness that the king has towards you

(It is as if) he sleeps in peace in your name

Know that you are his joyous spring

You are his adornment, you are his comforter

You are great and the son of King Kavus

Your head, from so many skills, has reached the moon

Your father has become old, you are a young heart

Be careful not to remove your head from the Kayanian crown

You are the king in Iran and Turan

A memorial of the kings, full of skill

Set your heart on this land and build a place

Such as is worthy of your desire and grace

May I not see you constantly involved in someone's blood

Where there are many who have kindness towards you

You have no brother, no sister, no wife

Like a rose branch on the edge of the meadow

Look for a wife worthy of yourself

Do not bring pain and anxiety from Iran

After the death of Kavus, Iran is yours

The same crown and throne of the brave ones are yours

Behind the curtain of the world's king

There are three months hidden with adornments

If you had seen the moon blackened

You would not have taken your eyes off the moon

Three are in the women's quarters of Garsivaz

Who are related to Barzand from mother and father's side

Granddaughters of Fereydun and daughters of the king

Who have both rank and crown and throne

But that one is more worthy of you

That you seek a pearl from the king's skirt

Behind my curtain, there are four young women

Who should be counted as your servants

Among them, Jarireh is the eldest

Who has no equal among the beautiful ones

There is one daughter, adorned

Like the shining moon with desire

She does not want anyone who is not of that opinion

Except the face of the king, which is not her heart's desire

Among the beautiful ones, Jarireh is your companion

She will be your bright day's confidante

If it is your wish, she is your servant

She is a worshipper before you

Siavosh said to him, "I am grateful

Consider me above (having) children myself"

If she is my soul's and body's darling

I will not want anyone else from this assembly

You are placing a favor upon my head for this

Whose right I will not repay as long as I live

Then Piran, from near him

Turned his face towards his own house

When Piran went from before Siavosh

He hastened eagerly to Golshahr

He said to him, "Arrange the matter of Jarireh

For the glory of Siavosh, the king with grace"

How should we not be happy today?

Since the grandson of Qobad will be our son-in-law

Golshahr brought his daughter

And placed her upon the top of his crown

With brocade and dinars and pearls and dirhams

With fragrance and color and all sorts of things, more and less

He adorned her like a joyous spring

And sent her to the king at night

He joined her with the new king

And seated her upon the throne like the new moon

No one knew the number of his treasures

Of rubies and the jewel-adorned crown

When Siavosh saw the face of Jarireh

He liked it, laughed, and chose joy

He was happy with her day and night

He did not remember Kavus and his stories

In this way, the wheel of fortune turned for a while

Siavosh's bad fortune came from his good fortune

For him, every moment before Afrasiab

His honor and rank and prestige increased

One day, Piran, in the course of time

Said to Siavosh, "O renowned one"

You know that the leader of the Turan army

Raises his crown above the peak of the heavens

You are the light of his bright soul day and night

You are his heart and intellect and strength and power

When you become related to him by blood

You will increase from this level every moment

His hope in you will be strong

That you will be steadfast before him

Even though my son is your relative

My sorrow is for your more or less (fortune)

Farangis is superior to his beauties

You will not see such hair and face in the world

In height, she is superior to the tall cypress tree

A crown of black musk is upon her head

Her skills and knowledge are beyond measure

She keeps wisdom as her attendant before her

If you ask from Afrasiab, it is proper

Where is there a beauty like her in Kashmir and Kabul?

The wealthy king will become your relative

Your glory and throne will become radiant

When you command, I will tell him

I will seek honor for this purpose near him

Siavosh looked at Piran and said

That the command of God should not be concealed

If such is the heavenly decree

My soul has no standing with the heavens

If I am not destined to reach Iran

I will not see the face of Kavus

Like Dastan, who is my nourisher

Tahmtan, who is my bright spring

Like Bahram and like Zangeh of Shaveran

Besides these renowned warriors

When it is necessary to cut oneself off from their faces

A place must be chosen in Turan

Be a father and arrange this marriage

Do not speak this word to anyone except in secret

If fortune is kind to me

Perhaps it will lead the way to a royal alliance

He said this and his eyelashes filled with tears

And heaved a cold sigh in the midst of it

Piran said to him, "With the times

Wisdom does not make war"

You cannot pass from the revolving heavens

From which comes peace and conflict and kindness

If you had friends in Iran

You would have entrusted them to God and left (them)

Your seat and position are now here

The head of the throne of Iran is in your hand

He said this and rose from before him

When he became aware of his more and less

He went happily to the king's court

He dismounted and they opened the way

He remained before him for a while

The well-meaning leader said to him

That "Why do you stand before me so much?

What do you want in the world? What is your opinion?"

My army and the treasures are before you

Your benefit is my more and less

Whoever is in my prison and bondage

Releasing him is my pain and harm

He was freed from my wrath and bondage

My war became wind for your sake

Ask for whatever you need, much or little

From sword and kindness and throne and crown

The wise man gave such an answer in return

That may the world never be without you

I have wealth and treasures and army

By your fortune, I have both sword and crown and throne

For the sake of Siavosh, a long message

I will convey in secret to the commander's ear

He told me to say to the king of the Turks

That "I have become happy of heart and a seeker of fame"

"You nurtured me like a father in your embrace

Your fortune brought all happiness in return"

"Now also arrange a marriage

In good and bad, I am not independent of you"

"Behind your curtain, there is one daughter

Who is worthy of my palace and throne"

"Her mother calls her Farangis

She will be happy if I am her husband"

Afrasiab's soul became full of thought

He said thus, his eyes filled with water

That I have said this story before

You were not in agreement with that saying

A wise man said thus to me

Whose opinion was wise and knowledge lofty

That, "O nurse of the lion cub

What a trouble it is that you even carry your life (for him)"

And also, from before the warriors

From the work of the star-counting wise men

The counting of the stars before his father

They were all driving (the stars) scattered

That from these two lineages, one king

Will come and take the world in his embrace

For him, no land or growth will remain in Turan

He will first throw my crown off in vengeance

Now I believe what he said

What the revolving heavens have hidden

Why should one plant a tree with one's hand

Whose fruit is poison and its leaves are bitter?

From Kavus and from the seed of Afrasiab

(Their nature) is like a sharp fire or a wave of water

I do not know if he will incline towards Turan with kindness

Or if he will turn his pure face towards Iran

Why should one taste poison based on suspicion?

One should not foolishly choose the snake's bite

Piran said to him, "O king

Do not make your heart sad because of this matter"

Whoever is from the lineage of Siavosh

Is wise and awake and silent

Do not believe at all the words of the astrologer

Be wise and arrange the affairs of Siavosh

That from these two lineages, one renowned person

Will raise his shining head to the sun

He will be the king of Iran and Turan

The two countries will be at peace from war

And if the heavens hold a secret from this sign

It will increase his kindness along with thought

What is destined to be will undoubtedly happen

What is to be increased will not decrease by avoidance

Consider that this matter is auspicious

From fortune, whatever they ask is the answer

From the seed of Fereydun and from Keyqobad

There will be no lineage more glorious than this

Then the king said thus to Piran

That your opinion does not lead to evil

I have spoken according to your command and opinion

Go and do whatever is necessary well

Piran bowed twice and offered his prayers

He gave many blessings and returned back

He quickly strode to Siavosh

And recounted to him what had transpired

They sat together that night, happy of heart

They washed their souls of sorrow with wine

When the sun from the revolving sky

Raised its head like a golden shield

The commander, Piran, tied his waist belt

And mounted a swift-going steed

He set his face towards Siavosh's palace

He recited many blessings upon his glory

He said to him, "Today, prepare for the affair

For the feast of the king's daughter"

If you command, I am worthy of him

I will gird my loins for his business"

Siavosh's heart was full of modesty

His cheeks were full of shame from Piran

He said to him, "Go, prepare whatever is necessary

You know that I have no secrets from you"

When Piran heard this, he went towards his house

He set his heart and soul on that ardent task

In the house, (he gathered) uncut cloth

Piran entrusted the key to Golshahr

Where the lady of the champion was

A praiseworthy woman was she, with a bright soul

Inside the treasure chamber, whatever was renowned

A thousand chosen pieces of Chinese brocade

Emerald platters and turquoise cups

Full of pods of musk and raw aloeswood

Two crowns full of royal jewels

Two bracelets, one necklace, and two earrings

Sixty camel loads of spreads

Three sets of gold-woven garments

All their bodies were reddened with gold

And various kinds of jewels were woven on them

Thirty camel loads of silver and gold

Platters and garments of Persian cloth

One golden throne and four chairs

Three pairs of golden shoes adorned with emeralds

Three hundred attendants with golden hats

A hundred close relatives, well-wishers

Attendants with golden cups, sixty each

Each holding one of those cups in their hands

Also a hundred trays of musk and a hundred of saffron

They all entrusted them to the obedient ones

In golden litters and magnificent brocade

They went, group after group, with the goods

The lady brought, as offerings

Thirty thousand dinars with her

They brought the things to Farangis

Their souls were also full of blessings

And from that side, Piran and Afrasiab

Were all hastening for Siavosh's sake

For a week, (no one) slept on fowl or fish

No one's head remained hidden (from activity)

The earth became a garden from border to border

From joy and the sound of musicians

They continuously established witnesses

When they finished with this agreement and pact

Piran sent a message like smoke (quickly)

He said to Golshahr, "Farangis, quickly"

"Should go to Siavosh's palace tonight

Wisely and alertly and silently should go"

When the lady heard his message

She turned her face towards Farangis

Golshahr kissed the ground and said

That the sun has found its mate in Venus

"Tonight she must go to the king

To adorn his throne with the moon (i.e., Farangis)"

Farangis came like the new moon

To the presence of that crowned new king

In this matter, a week also passed

The commander arranged many things

Of Arabian horses and of sheep

Also armor and helmets and swords and lassoos

Of dinars and bags of dirhams

Of clothing and of all kinds of things, more and less

And from this border to before the China Sea

They were mentioning the names of cities and lands

Its height was a hundred farsakhs

Its width could not be measured

They wrote a decree on silk

All the kingship according to the Kayanian custom

The king sent to the house of Siavosh

A golden throne and a golden crown

After that, he arranged a banquet field

Whoever went, from near and far

Found wine and food and cooks

Ate and as much as you turned away (you could take)

You would take (food) and go to your own house

You would make your guests happy for a week

He opened the closed doors of the prisons

From this, fortune was happy and he (the prisoner) was also happy

On the eighth day, Siavosh came at dawn

Together with Piran, to the king's presence

They both offered blessings to him

That, "O elder and king of the earth"

"May your days be forever lasting

In happiness, and may the back of the ill-wisher be bent"

And from that place, they returned happily

They remembered much of the world's (history)

In this way also, for a year, the revolving sky

Kept watch, with justice and kindness

A messenger came from the king's presence

A well-wisher to Siavosh

Who asks the king, the ruler

And says, "O renowned elder"

"Is it that your heart is becoming weary of me?

And are you becoming averse to this sitting (here)?"

"From here, I have given you (permission) up to China

Go around and see the land"

"To a city where you find peace and approval

And where your wishes are fulfilled"

"Be in happiness and remain in goodness

Do not turn your heart away from goodness for even a moment"

Siavosh became happy from his words

He played the flute and drum and prepared the baggage

Weapons, army, ring, and crown

They carried in this manner with him on the way

They adorned many litters

They adorned the beauties behind the curtains

They seated Farangis in a litter

They prepared the baggage and moved the army

Piran did not separate from him

He prepared the baggage and took the army

They went happily towards Khotan

All the renowned ones gathered

That the leader Piran was from that city

Who was devoid of suspicion

He was his guest for a month

On that matter, such was his promise

The king did not rest from eating for a single day

Sometimes music and wine, sometimes hunting

At the beginning of the month, the sound of the drums arose

At the time when the rooster's crow rises

He came towards his own kingdom

The army behind him and Piran in front

They became aware in that territory and land

The nobles went to meet the king of kings

They rose happily from their places

They adorned the world according to custom

From that kingdom, a roar arose

You would say the earth became level with the sky

From the abundance of music and the sound of trumpets

You would say the heart would move from its place

They arrived at a place that was prosperous

It was a good (place) with a blessed foundation

On one side, the sea, and on the other, the mountain

Groups of game were on it (the mountain)

Many trees and flowing water

It would make an old heart young again

Siavosh opened his speech to Piran

That this is a blessed land and territory

I will build here a good place

That will guide me to happiness

I will erect a wide city

I will make many gardens and palaces within it

I will raise a dwelling place to the moon

Such as is worthy of the crown and throne

Piran said to him, "O good-opinioned one

Go where your thought leads you to the right place"

When you command, I, in the manner that he desires

Will erect a place straight up to the moon

I do not want that there be for me land and treasure

I hold time and land as a loan from you

I will build here a wide city

Many palaces and mansions within it

Siavosh said to him, "O fortunate one

You are bringing a great tree to fruition"

My treasure and goodness are all from you

In every place, I see your trouble first

I will build a city in this place of mine

That the hearts of the assembly will remain astonished

When they returned from that joyous land

Siavosh was pondering in his heart

The king asked the astrologers

That if I build a place here

Will my glory and fortune be in order from it?

Or will the matter be with the war-makers?

They all said to the chosen king

That this foundation is not very auspicious

He became angry with the astrologers

His heart became full of pain and his eyes full of tears

Where they had told him before

That when the wheel of fortune turns in its course

In the end, when your time comes

Fortune will become a teacher in ugliness (misfortune)

He held the reins of his swift horse gently

Warm tears flowed from his eyes

Piran said to him, "O king

What has happened to you that you have become so mournful?"

He answered thus, "The lofty heavens

Have filled my heart with pain and my soul with sorrow"

That no matter how much wealth I gather

Both from treasure and from the adorned crown

In the end, all of it will reach the enemy

And a terrible death will reach my body"

Where are those wise men and knowers?

The same suffering, burden-bearing readers (of fate)?

Where is that head, the crown of the kings of kings?

Where are those brave, esteemed heroes?

Where are those beauties full of coquetry and modesty?

With good speech and soft voices?

Where is he whose lair was on the mountain?

Fleeing from peace and desire and fame?

When the world is emptied of the righteous

Do not tell tales of staying here

We are from dust and must go under the dust

Every place is full of fear and anxiety and dread

You will go, and the world will remain long

No one will openly know the secret

The world, from head to toe, is a lesson and wisdom

Why is all of it, for my sake, negligence?

When the year reaches sixty-six, seek a solution

Turn your face away from excess and suffering

You have struck the chord of excess on the world

Many companions have passed over you

When the world became empty of those renowned ones

Why do you place the crown of excess upon your head?

Do not be in agreement with this saying

Go, read a book of ancient times

From them, the world was entirely prosperous

At the time when there was justice in the world

Hear from me the story of the Kang Dez fortress

Be in agreement with this story

That since there is no place like Kang Dez in the world

There is no such beautiful land

Which Siavosh had brought into being

He had endured many hardships within it

In one month, on the other side of the China Sea

Which was nameless at that time, both the place and the land

A desert will appear when you cross the sea

You will see a wide, waterless plain

When you pass through this, you will see a prosperous city

From those cities, one can have a share (of prosperity)

After that, you will see a tall mountain

Whose height is beyond measure and description

The Kang Dez fortress is in the middle of this mountain

Which, (knowing about it) will not harm you in knowledge

A hundred farsakhs is the circumference around the mountain

From its height, the eye becomes weary

From whichever side you go, there is no way to it

All around it, (the paths) are one

On this mountain, you will see a narrow passage of two farsakhs

On this side and that side, a wall of stone

In this few farsakhs, if five men

Are on the way for a task

A hundred thousand (men)

Armored and mail-clad and mounted, will not be able to pass them

When you pass through this, you will see a wide city

All gardens and orchards and mansions and palaces

The whole city is (full of) bathhouses and rivers and streams

In every neighborhood, (there are) fire and color and fragrance

Every mountain is (full of) game, and deer in the plain

When you see this city, it is impossible to pass by

Pheasants and peacocks and partridges

You will find when you pass through the mountains

Neither its heat is hot nor its cold is cold

Everywhere is joy and peace and food

You will not see any sick person in that city

It is simply a garden of paradise

All the waters are clear and pleasant to drink

Its land and territory are always like spring

Its length and width are thirty times thirty (farsakhs)

If a Persian were to measure it

One and a half farsakhs is the height of the mountain

That from walking on it, a man becomes weary

And from that side, a plain appears

That no one has seen better places than it

It was all gardens and orchards and mansions

Whose mansions' tops were towards Saturn

The son of Kavus went and saw that place

And chose it over Iran

He made his own body renowned

And also added a wall

It was of stone and plaster and some marble

And of a substance whose name we do not know

Two hundred *rash* more was its height

The same thirty-five (farsakhs) is its width

That which, until someone sees it with their eyes

You would say they would be angry with the speaker (for exaggerating)

Neither a catapult nor an arrow can reach it

It is inevitable that you must see it

From its (the wall's) top to the ground

All around its base is a ditch

The eye cannot see from the bottom to the top of the mountain

Also, from climbing it, a man becomes weary

By that blessing, since He created it thus

He created it both openly and secretly

It needed neither a helper nor a teacher

Upon it, all difficult tasks are easy

Do not call anyone but Him the Creator of the world

Do not consider anyone but Him, the open and the hidden

We send blessings upon his prophet

Likewise upon each of his companions

May the glory of giving goodness be my companion

And may wisdom and awakened fortune be (with me)

In this manner, they built a city

They adorned its top with the Pleiades (stars)

Now we will also put (effort) into this

We will bring much adornment to it

Why do you bind your heart in a transient house?

Why do you strive in suffering and boast of treasure?

That from the suffering (of accumulating wealth), someone else will benefit

Why nurture a world-seeking enemy?

When the adorned place becomes prosperous

Wealth will appear from every side

My being here will not be for long

Someone else will sit in this place

Neither I will be happy, nor my child

Nor will you become wealthy from my alliance

My life will not be long

I will become independent of palace and mansion

My throne will become the seat of Afrasiab

And death will hasten upon me without cause

Such is the decree of the lofty heavens

Sometimes it keeps (one) happy, sometimes destitute

Piran said to him, "O exalted one

Do not needlessly prolong the thought of your heart"

For Afrasiab is your support against calamity

The ring of kingship is on your finger

As for me, as long as there is life in my body

I will strive not to break your covenant

I will not allow even a breeze to pass over you

Or even the air to count a hair on you

Siavosh said to him, "O one with a good name

I desire nothing but your good name"

You have such a covenant and a righteous opinion

But the heavens desire otherwise

All my secrets are revealed to you

For you are awake of heart and healthy

I have knowledge of the glory of God

And I am also aware of the secret of the high heavens

I will tell you the things that will happen correctly

First, I will enter the palace and mansion

So that you do not say when you see the world

That this was hidden from Siavosh

You, O Piran, possessor of much wisdom

Open your ears wide to these words

Many days will not pass like this

That by the hand of an awake-hearted king

I will be pitifully killed without guilt

Someone else will adorn this crown and throne

From the words of the ill-wishers and from bad fortune

Such evil will befall me without guilt

From the killing, life will become gloomy

Iran and Turan will be thrown into turmoil together

The whole earth will become full of suffering

The two countries will become full of swords and vengeance

Many red and yellow and black and violet (flags)

You will see banners from Iran and Turan

Much plundering and carrying away of wealth

Scattering of adorned treasure

Many countries that, under the feet of steeds

They will trample and turn into a stream of salt water

A cry will rise from Iran and Turan

The world will boil from my blood

The world-holder has written thus on the heavens

By his command, whatever is sown will be reaped

The commander of the Turks, from his own actions

Will be ashamed also of his own words

Regret at that time will not benefit him

When smoke rises from the prosperous land

Come, let us eat and give in happiness

When the time to pass comes, we will pass

When Piran heard and pondered

His heart became full of pain from his words

He said thus, "Evil has come to me from myself

If he is indeed telling the truth in these words"

It was I who brought him to the land of Turan

And scattered the seeds of vengeance in the world

I considered all the king's words as wind

He was also saying this to me at dawn

And after that, he said thus with kindness in his heart

That from the movement and secret of the revolving heavens

Who knows what secrets have been revealed to it (the heavens)?

Perhaps (thoughts) of Iran came to his mind

Of Kavus and of the throne of kings

The good old days came to his memory

He made his own heart content with that saying

And did not follow the opinion of the wise

All the way, he spoke and conversed in this manner

His heart was full of inquiry about what would happen

When they dismounted from their horses

They immediately stopped talking

They arranged a golden feast

They called for wine and musical instruments and musicians

They remained happy in this way for a week

They reminisced about the kings of the world

On the eighth day, a letter came from the king

To the leader of the Turanian army

(Saying that) from there, go to the China Sea

After that, pass through the land of Makran

Continue thus until the edge of the border of India

And from there, pass through the Indus Sea

Demand the tribute of the entire country

Deploy the army to the Khazar border

A cry arose from the champion's door

The earth trembled from the sound of the drums

From every side, the army gathered and faced (forward)

A battle-seeking army was formed

Much wealth (was sent) to Siavosh

From dinars and adorned horses

He remained at the time of farewell

He went by command and moved the army

A messenger from near Afrasiab

Came like fire at the time of sleep

A letter to Siavosh, sealed

Written like the revolving heavens

That since you left, I have not been happy

I have not been without worry for a moment

But I, according to your opinion

Have been seeking your place in Turan

If where you are, it is pleasant and joyous

Just as your heart should be without sorrow

Be in happiness and remain in goodness

May you be happy, and your ill-wishers be with sorrows

Return to that kingdom

Bring the head of the ill-wisher to the dust (defeat him)

Siavosh took the army and went

Towards the direction that the ardent leader commanded

He loaded a hundred camels with treasure and dirhams

Forty of them were all loaded with dinars

A thousand Bactrian camels with red hair

They prepared the baggage with (various) colors and fragrances

Chosen riders from Iran and Turan

Ten thousand swordsmen went

Wealth within the front of the army

Litters and adorned beauties

Of rubies and royal jewels

Whether from necklaces and crowns and earrings

Whether musk and camphor and aloeswood and perfume

Whether brocade and silken thrones

From Egypt and China and Persia

Thirty camel loads were going with him

When he reached that city

He made its height and width two farsakhs

From mansions and squares and tall palaces

From gardens and esteemed flowerbeds

He adorned a city like paradise

In the plain, he planted roses and hyacinths and tulips

On the mansion, he painted several paintings

Of kings and of feasts and of battles

He painted the image of the head and crown of King Kavus

He painted (him) with bracelets and mace and throne

On his throne, Rostam, the elephant-bodied

Also Zal and Gudarz and that assembly (of heroes)

On the other side, Afrasiab and his army

Like Piran and Garsivaz, the vengeance-seeker

In each corner, he built a dome

Its top was raised to the clouds

The musicians and singers were sitting

Heads among the stars, the leaders of leaders

They named it (the city) Siavoshgard

The whole city was happy with that city

When Piran came from India and China

Talk went of that city with praise

Siavoshgard was renowned in Turan

That its foundation was laid under an auspicious star

From the mansions and palaces and gardens and orchards

From the mountain and the gate and the river and the plain

He hastened to see what the king

Had done in that renowned place

Whoever was involved in the affair

Was worthy of being with him in that land

A thousand of the skilled warriors

When the time to go came, he took (them)

When he came near that place

Siavosh came to greet him with his army

When Piran reached Siavosh

He dismounted from afar when he saw him

Siavosh descended from his dark-colored (horse)

And took him in a tight embrace

They both toured that city

They spoke stories of art from every gate (building)

Everywhere was garden and square and palace

He saw wide constructions everywhere

The commander Piran roamed everywhere

He recited many blessings upon Siavosh

He said to him, "If the glory and height of the Kayanians

Were not with you, along with knowledge in the world"

How could you have begun such a place?

Where would such a place have come to fruition?"

May this sign remain until the resurrection

Among the brave and the arrogant

May son after son be thus happy

World-possessing and victorious and of blessed lineage

When he saw one part of the joyous city

He arrived at the mansion and garden of Siavosh

He set his face towards the palace of Farangis

So happy and victorious and seeking the diadem

The king's daughter came to greet him

She inquired and scattered dinars for him

When he sat on the throne and saw that place

He saw it, so beautiful, like paradise

He also offered some praise for that

He offered worship to the Creator of the world

After that, they engaged in eating

Wine and food and musicians and wine-drinkers

They remained for a week with wine in hand

Sometimes joyous and happy-hearted, sometimes drunk

On the eighth day, gifts were brought forth

Also, the gifts of the city, as was fitting

Of rubies and royal jewels

Of dinars and jeweled crowns

Of brocade and leopardskin-saddled horses

With golden stirrups and arrowheads

For Farangis, a crown and earrings

Also bracelets and jeweled necklaces

He gave (them) and came towards Khotan

He consulted happily with the assembly

When he came happily to his own palace

He immediately went to his private quarters

He said to Golshahr, "That joyous paradise

(Whoever) has not seen it, does not know what the keeper of paradise has planted"

When the sun (Siavosh) upon the blessed throne of Soroush (angel)

Sits according to custom, with glory and wisdom

Travel a bit of the land for pleasure

Go and see the city of Siavosh

The lord of that city is better than it

You would say he is the illuminator of the East

And from that place, to Afrasiab

He went like a ship on water

He came and told what he had done

Also, the tribute of the country that he had brought

He brought it all before him

He gave him news of the entire country

That from the justice of the king, the land became prosperous

From the China Sea to the Roman Sea

And from there, he came to Siavosh's affairs

He recounted all that he had seen

The king asked about Siavosh's affairs

And about that city and that country and that place

Piran said to him, "A joyous paradise

Which whoever does not see in Ordibehesht (a month in the Persian calendar)

Soroush (angel) must have brought news of it

For such is the beauty of that land and territory

Indeed, they do not know of that city

Nor is the sun more exalted than that (city or its lord)

I saw a city that in the world

No one else will see in Turan and China

From the abundance of gardens and mansions and flowing water

You would say that intellect mingled with the soul

When I saw the palace of Farangis from afar

It was like a treasure of jewels in a feast square

With that beauty and custom that is worthy of your son-in-law

From its goodness, your heart is happy

One must complain freely in the world

How can you not have a complaint from the world?

Even if Soroush comes from heaven

He will not have that glory and throne and wisdom

And again the two countries, from war and turmoil

Were at peace when the leader (Siavosh) came to his senses

May it remain thus forever upon us

The hearts of the wise and the opinions of the generous

The king became happy from his words

That his prosperous daughter had borne fruit (given birth)

He related this story to Garsivaz

He recalled all the words of Piran

Then he said softly to Garsivaz

He revealed all that was hidden

He said to him, "Go to Siavoshgard

See what kind of place it is all around"

Siavosh has set his heart on the land of Turan

He no longer remembers anything of Iran

Except that he bid farewell to the throne and crown

Like Gudarz and Bahram and King Kavus

In that joyous place, in a thorn field

He is building land and territory and a city

For Farangis, tall palaces

He has erected and holds (them) dear

When you see it, speak much of its goodness

Look upon it with the eye of greatness

When there is hunting and wine and plain and mountain

Groups from Iran will sit before you

At the time when the memory of me comes to mind

When you have eaten, you must sit in happiness

Prepare a very large gift

Of dinars and horses and golden belts

Also jewels and thrones and Chinese brocade

Also bracelets and maces and swords and rings

Of carpets and fragrances and colors

See what you can get from your treasury

For Farangis, a gift like this as well

Go with a tongue full of blessings

If your host has water (i.e., if the place is pleasant)

Stay in that joyous city for two weeks