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The polished leather of his saddle gleams

ูˆุฃุบุฑ ู…ุตู‚ูˆู„ ุงู„ุฃุฏูŠู… ุชุฎุงู„ู‡

1. The polished leather of his saddle gleams
Like lightning when the stakes are laid for race

ูก. ูˆุฃุบุฑู‘ูŽ ู…ุตู‚ูˆู„ู ุงู„ุฃุฏูŠู…ู ุชุฎุงู„ูู‡ู
ุจูŽุฑู’ู‚ูŽุงู‹ ุฅุฐุง ุฌูŽู…ูŽุนูŽ ุงู„ุนุชุงู‚ูŽ ุฑู‡ุงู†ู

2. He steps proudly on the earth, as though
Its living soul were trembling in his pace

ูข. ูŠุทุฃ ุงู„ุซุฑู‰ ู…ุชุจุฎุชุฑุงู‹ ููƒุฃู†ู‘ูŽู‡
ู…ู† ู„ุญุธูู‡ู ููŠ ู…ุชู†ู‡ ู†ุดูˆุงู†

3. The full moon riding oโ€™er the saddleโ€™s seat
Is beauty, while between the lids his gaze

ูฃ. ููƒุฃู†ู‘ูŽ ุจุฏุฑูŽ ุงู„ุชู‘ูู…ู‘ู ููˆู‚ูŽ ุณูŽุฑุงุชู‡
ุญูุณู’ู†ุงู‹ ูˆุจูŠู† ุฌููˆู†ูู‡ู ูƒูŠูˆุงู†