The sound of the whip, The sound of the roar of the wheel, Galloping horses And bounding chariots!

鞭声响亮，车轮轰轰，马匹踢跳，车辆奔腾，

鞭声响亮，车轮轰轰，马匹跳跃，战车奔腾；

鞭声响亮，车轮轰轰，马匹跳跃，战车奔腾；

鞭声啪啪，车轮隆隆，战马奔腾，战车疾驰，

鞭声飕飕，轮声辚辚，骏马奔驰，战车颠簸跳动。

鞭聲響亮，車輪轟轟，馬匹踢跳，車輛奔騰，

鞭聲響亮，車輪轟轟，馬匹跳躍，戰車奔騰；

鞭聲響亮，車輪轟轟，馬匹跳躍，戰車奔騰；

鞭聲啪啪，車輪隆隆，戰馬奔騰，戰車疾馳，

鞭聲颼颼，輪聲轔轔，駿馬奔馳，戰車顛簸跳動。

啊，鞭子的噼啪聲！啊，車輪之轟轟響！駿馬踢跳飛跑！戰車顛簸跳動！

鞭聲振振、車輪轟轟、馬馳驟、車奔騰、

鞭聲遠聞、車輪轟轟、馬騰驤、車馳驅、

鞭聲遠聞、車輪轟轟、馬奔騰、車馳驅、

The crack of whips, the clatter of wheels, galloping horses and jolting chariots!

Whips crack! Wheels clack! Horses charge! Chariots rumble!

The crack of the whip, and rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and bounding chariot!

Hear the crack of whips, the rumble of wheels! Horses’ hooves pound, and chariots clatter wildly.

The crack of the whip and rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and jolting chariot!

The noise of a whip And the noise of rattling wheels, Of galloping horses, Of clattering chariots!

The noise of the whip, and the noise of the rattling of wheels, and prancing horses, and bounding chariots,

The crack of the whip and rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and jolting chariot!

The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the pransing horses, and of the jumping chariots.

The chariot drivers will crack their whips; the chariot wheels will shake the ground; the chariot horses will gallop; the war chariots will bolt forward!

The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,

Because of the noise of the galloping hoofs of his stallions, The roar of his chariots, and the rumbling of his wheels, The fathers have not turned back for their children, Because of the debility of their hands,

Then the horses’ hoofs beat From the galloping, the galloping of his mighty stallions.

The shields of his warriors are dyed red, The warriors are dressed in scarlet, The chariots are fitted with flashing steel When he is prepared to march, And the juniper spears are brandished.The chariots drive wildly in the streets, They rush around in the public squares; Their appearance is like torches, They drive back and forth like lightning flashes.

He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; And he does not turn back from the sword.The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and javelin.He races over the ground with a roar and fury, And he does not stand still when he hears the sound of the trumpet.As often as the trumpet sounds he says,‘ Aha!’ And he senses the battle from afar, And the thunder of the captains and the war cry.

For every boot of the marching warrior in the roar of battle, And cloak rolled in blood, will be for burning, fuel for the fire.