أَيُّهَا الرَّكبُ المخِبُّونَ
عَلَى الأَرضِ المجِدُّونَ
O riders hastening swiftly,
O riders, moving at a trot,
pressing onward across the earth,
pressing onward across the earth,
فَكَمَا أَنتُمُ كُنَّا
وكَمَا نَحنُ تَكُونُونَ
as you are now, so once were we,
For as you are, we once were,
and as we are now, so shall you be.
and as we are, you shall be.
Sol 6.1