Image of Mǝnilǝk II

Salutation to the memory of your name, above all that has been; and by his majesty, the majestic one who destroyed the Italians. King of Kings Menelik, savior of Ethiopia; you killed the wild beast in the land of Tigray, the place; with many of his troops, you scattered and established victory. Salutation to the hair of your head, like a curled, twisted lock; and the color of his appearance, black, the appearance of kohl. King of Kings Menelik, fulfiller of the words of the Gospel; for I have taken refuge in your mercy. You honor and swiftly fulfill. Salutation to your head, upon which is a crown; which resembles a rainbow and a precious sapphire. King of Kings Menelik, who planted a garden, a field; your kingdom surpasses that of Solomon; you united land and sea into one. Salutation to your face, like the face of a lion of the wilderness; and the pure whiteness of his teeth, like a sapphire. King of Kings Menelik, whose throne is majestic; you killed the wild beast that came from the land of Rome; and his soul was cast into Gehenna.

Salutation to your cheeks, like the beauty of a ruby; strong as Adam and strong as good. King of Kings Menelik, sun of Ethiopia; you destroyed the one who boasted much by your swift counsel; his flesh for the sword and his soul for the fire of heaven. Salutation to your eyes, like the eye of Paul the Apostle; like crystal, pure and wondrous to behold. King of Kings Menelik, sun of Ethiopia; when the Jew of Italy was finished and died; woe and lamentation occurred in Rome. Salutation to your ears, the hearing of the poor that listens; when he cries out to you and shouts in lamentation. King of Kings Menelik, lord of Ethiopia; who distributes the food of your table; who strives for the sea and the river of the valley. Salutation to your lips, like the flower of the pomegranate, red; which surpasses greatly the sun and the moon. King of Kings Menelik, bright morning star; when you arose with your many armies; General Tafin and he destroyed the enemy.

Salutation to your cheeks, like the beauty of a garden, lofty; their form good and very sweet. King of Kings Menelik, cedar of Ethiopia. When Italy boasted, like a Jew and an Englishman, who divides the price of a captive, a liar. Salutation to your lips, which praised the Lord; your name is Lord of all creation. King of Kings Menelik, merciful and kind. When Fuzigra flashed and poison was sown, Italy trembled and the earth swallowed it. Salutation to your mouth, which praises the Creator; it does not speak slander nor read falsehood. King of Kings Menelik, the hope of Ethiopia. The path of Mangior and the price of his journey perished; General Baratieri, when he entered, trembled and fell. Salutation to your teeth, which are whiter than hail; their creation good and very abundant. King of Kings Menelik, chosen of Christ the Son. When Fuzigra flashed like thunder, Italy feared and was seized by trembling.

Salutation to your tongue, which is sweet; it speaks good and has no evil. King of Kings Menelik, your faith is one. You destroyed Italy, like a serpent, an image of Satan. The Egyptian gored and the Italian died. Salutation to your word, which does not read insult; without the help of God, praise. King of Kings Menelik, you are the son of Solomon. When you went to Tigray, you kindled darkness. Satan was enraged and the general died. Salutation to your breath, the breath of an angel, its likeness; which saved the sick one whose limb was fevered. Son of Solomon, Menelik, Lord of all. You avenged the Jews when their Lord was crucified. It was finished, and one hundred forty remained from them. Salutation to your throat, the taste of myrrh; the death of all your armies does not fear them. King of Kings Menelik, to the thousands of thousands of their scholars. One Muslim, Mangior, whose name is Galyano. A good fusillade occurred and his blood was spilled.

Salutation to your neck, like an ermine, pure; your word is refined gold, which became his covering. Son of Solomon, Menelik, hunter of Satans with his authority. When you drew your sword, you destroyed their foundation; they were scattered like dust and became nothing. Salutation to your shoulder, the ark of the Gospel which you bore; you knew the two from the time of creation. King of Kings Menelik, precious stone of the sapphire, which is honored. For the battle, when he desired, the horse of fire destroyed; he destroyed them, they fled, and it became a ruin. Salutation to your breast, a garment of gold and silk; very good, and the grace of Adam. King of Kings Menelik, who mounted the horse of fire. When those who came from Rome sought him, the hearts of Adwa surpassed them, and their blood licked the ground. Salutation to your throne, which is adorned with the garment of kingship, which the Lord of Hosts himself gave you. King of Kings Menelik, son of the son of David. When the wicked Europeans came to you, you destroyed them with machine guns and consumed them with fire.

Salutation to your lap, like an ermine, pure; which is adorned from all and praised with praise. Son of Solomon, Menelik, king of mercy; your enemies who came were all submerged, for the end of your will is you for the god of your people. Salutation to your arms, which hold a sword; as it strikes the wearer of a breastplate, the rifle of Fuzigra which surpassed. King of kings, Menelik, who straightens the multitudes; God loved you and accepted your prayer; your enemies were finished, one remained. Salutation to your seed, like the seed of a lion and a leopard; with a thread of pure gold and with a garment of silk wrapped. King of kings, Menelik, judge of people and nations; in your time, joy and great abundance, a flood of honey and a filling of milk. Salutation to your horn, the strength of Italy which you destroyed; when he broke his donkey, as Pharaoh was submerged. King of kings, Menelik, you who straighten the world; you destroyed the oppressor who showed his face sealed; until Fuzigra was revealed and understanding was kindled.

Salutation to your mother, like a thunderbolt, mixed; very good, and Adam is its mystery. King of kings, Menelik, beloved of God; the swift ones, their wings, when he saw them, the enemies; he determined their measure, Fuzigra, they fought. Salutation to your arm, strength of sinners, a whip; for the enemy he is avenged, and for his beloved, a bridle. Son of Solomon, Menelik, just like a crystal; where shall I enter, I, at the time of weeping and woe; while he says, he pierced the throat and the gullet. Salutation to your fingers, a ring of gold that is above them; which is wonderful to see and marvelous to behold. King of kings, Menelik, son of Solomon himself; when he saw them, a sword of fire, holding it in his hand; the people of Rome, very much they were astonished and afraid. Salutation to the palms of your hands, which are very good; which pleases the ear and amazes the eye. King of kings, Menelik, like a hailstone of water that is white; when you went to Tigray, holding the cross of light; Satan fled with a hundred of his sorcerers.

Salutation to your chest, upon a bed of gold that is spread; he sat upon it as if to judge the peoples. King of kings, Menelik, son of the queen of the South, the father; beloved by Mary, and beloved of George as well; he appointed a time of abundance for the measure. Salutation to your belly, a strong one is a camel, it is he; without mercy for the Abyssinians, and he has no equal. Son of Solomon, Menelik, beloved of the cherubim, the four; from the sea of your abundance, I have drunk this cup. The scribe of the command, let him read it; let it not be for the envious. Salutation to your heart, which is changed without knowing; without a plan, it is hidden. Son of Solomon, Menelik, who saw the mouths of the lions that he tamed; he finished Italy, and their blood flowed; and he cut down many with the mouth of the sword. Salutation to your kidneys, kidneys of the spirit, anointed; with the love of Christ, wine that became a garment. Son of Solomon, Menelik, king of the interior and the exterior; one word from your mouth, when it went out, the Jew was finished and perished.

Salutation to your mind, a good and wise mind; it hates the pagans and is gracious to Christians. Son of Solomon, Menelik, beloved of Jesus the Nazarene; you have destroyed Satan and crushed the wild beasts, for your heavenly God loves you greatly. Salutation to your navel, like the appearance of a seal, its likeness; which the Lord of All created with his wisdom. King of kings, Menelik, the shield of Ethiopia; when Fuzigra flashed forth like thunder, his members were broken, crushed, and shattered. Salutation to your waist, a belt of gold that is fastened; which is fitting for his trousers while it is far away. King of kings, Menelik, and Lord of Fuzigra, the lightning; the length of his arms with the many who are slender; and the Janerallni, while it roars and falls. Salutation to your shoulders, like a pillar of gold, splendid; I do not know its beauty, and I do not understand its arrangement. King of kings, Menelik, who is adorned with Jerusalem; the crown of Fuzigra upon the head of Italy, when it was placed; it is broken now and greatly shattered.

Salutation, I say, and blessing to your humility, a mind that always bows down to God. King of Kings Menelik, merciful and blessed; the wild beast was finished on the Sabbath of dawn and evening when the warrior angel helped you. Salutation to your feet, the land of Tigray that you traversed, so that they might finish Italy, and the feet of the many who cut down the enemy. King of Kings Menelik, chief of thousands of free men; I have reached the glory of your angel; the scribe of the Hebrew command reads before you. Salutation to your ankles, which resemble pillars of gold, of good and very careful workmanship. King of Kings Menelik, lord of Fuzigra, lightning; when you asked by the river for George the Righteous, he finished your enemies who came from afar. Salutation to your knees, adorned with gold and ivory, which walk in righteousness and know no error. King of Kings Menelik, sun of Ethiopia; you were exiled from Rome while you were here, when your greatness was heard by the ears.

Salutation to your soles, in the love of Christ anointed, which resemble Roman and precious stone of jasper, set. Son of Solomon, Menelik, finisher of Italy in peace, who came by donkey, the Western peoples, the water of Ethiopia, you drank them by your strong might. Salutation to the soles of your feet, a source of light which resembles your kingdom, salutation which is of the color of snow. King of Kings Menelik, judge of all intentions, you finished Italy for the land of Tigray in its midst. Ethiopia rejoiced and made merry. Salutation to your stature from the year of plants which is beautiful, good it is and there is nothing else. King of Kings Menelik, judge of the ends of the earth, as you saved Ethiopia from the blood of the adversary Satan, your strong fusil and bullet will judge me. Salutation to your form, the beauty of whose appearance is generous, beautiful of face and very sharp. Son of Solomon, Menelik, beloved of Christ, alive. Italy entered into a land of affliction and desert, where there is no food and no water.

To what I have presented, a hundred kisses to your soles, in the honor of your kingship, let it be written so that it may be read forever. King of Kings Menelik, Lord of Fuzigra, thousands, as you have loved the Lord, and your prayer is accepted. Accept my prayer, O King, great.