1. The stallions of horses are lost in awe and honor
When their saddles are mounted by the son of Caesar

2. With a horseman whose might and friendship
Make plain his efforts, muddy and dusty

3. So he protects the protected and the horses stumble over the spears
And he rains on the villages if the wind blows noisily

4. And he silences the clamor of battles with his patience
When the timber of glory creaked

5. And the dew of dawn sends him lion-like
Leaving the dusty arenas of battle red