The ball of the sky is caught in the curve of your polo mallet

The realm of existence and space is the arena of your power

The tresses of the lady of victory are enchanted by your banner

The eye of eternal victory is in love with your conquests

O you, whose writing is the attribute of Mercury's power

The universal intellect is a servant of your imperial court

The beauty of the Tuba tree's appearance has become like your cypress-like stature

The pride of eternity is in the realm of your palace

Not just animals, plants, and inanimate objects

Everything in the world is subject to your command