Water your red horse with piebald mane without the gag-bit Please, remember the kindness of your old and grey father Ride on the slope of the blue fold mountains Please, remember the compassion of your old and caring mother Shireg shireg Shireg shireg Take care of your loyal steed when you travel in foreign lands Make friends with good people who you ride in the horde Feed your bow and arrow with the wind Abide by your moon sword as you sleep Have the intuition to see the evil Have the strength to endure barriers Shireg shireg Shireg shireg We kiss your right cheek as we say farewell We’ll kiss the left one when you return Farewell, your elderly father and mother will be waiting for you at home Shireg shireg Shireg Shireg