وَمُرقِصَةٍ تَرى زَفَيانَ خَيلٍ

وَمُرقِصَةٍ تَرى زَفَيانَ خَيلٍ

وَأَلهى بَعلَها عَنها الشُغولُ

وَأَلهى بَعلَها عَنها الشُغولُ

And many a woman urging her mount onward sees horses galloping swiftly,

A galloping steed she'd watch, her husband busy

While cares have distracted her husband from her.

With worldly cares as her heart sank lonely,

وَتُؤنِسُ رَكضَ مُشعَلَةٍ رِعالٍ

وَتُؤنِسُ رَكضَ مُشعَلَةٍ رِعالٍ

وَقَد جَعَلَت رِجازَتُها تَميلُ

وَقَد جَعَلَت رِجازَتُها تَميلُ

And she senses the gallop of scattered squadrons,

Yet torchlight flashing on swift hooves would please her

And already her litter’s counterweight has begun to sway.

And she’d sway entranced as stallions raced on fleetly