Tarshkila

Tarshkila,

Were your existence dazzling,

Your glittering powers

Your indomitable armies,

Your unequalled power.

Have no fear, Putride Tarshkila.

I will crush all vain opposition,

Until I see you weary,

Your head on a spike on the highest peak of your lands that will be mine.

Oath of a peasant, against the Established Order.

[The English version's of Tarshkila !]