The first line:
Walk cautiously
with correct reverence.
No fault.
The second line:
Yellow brilliance.
Great fortune.
The third line:
Brilliance sets with the sun.
Do not drum on a crock with your singing.
When great elders' sighs come:
misfortune.
The sixth line:
The king goes to battle.
Admirably, he humbles the chieftains
and captures vile rebels. No fault.