We make war
On the Kings of the earth
Braving the most glorious
Through our prudence
And our valiance.
We rule in myriad places
Vanquishing the efforts
Of the most daring and strong
With our victorious arm.

We chase away the vices,
Through practices
Which virtue teaches us:
We flee like the plague
The grievous flame
Which burns the heart:
For the purity
Of our chastity
Forever protects us.

We hold men prisoners
In the places where we rule
And force them to spin:
Their cowardly spirit
Of a greater endeavor
Is unworthy to assume:
If any among you
Wish to quarrel with us
Let him come forward.

Translation by Anne R. Larsen