The noise of a whip And the noise of rattling wheels, Of galloping horses, Of clattering 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 sound of the whip, The sound of the roar of the wheel, Galloping horses And bounding 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,

At the noise of the stamping hooves of his strong horses, At the rushing of his chariots, At the rumbling of his wheels, The fathers will not look back for their children, Lacking courage,

Then the horses’ hooves pounded, The galloping, galloping of his steeds.

The shields of his mighty men are made red, The valiant men are in scarlet. The chariots come with flaming torches In the day of his preparation, And the spears are brandished.The chariots rage in the streets, They jostle one another in the broad roads; They seem like torches, They run like lightning.

He mocks at fear, and is not frightened; Nor does he turn back from the sword.The quiver rattles against him, The glittering spear and javelin.He devours the distance with fierceness and rage; Nor does he come to a halt because the trumpet has sounded.At the blast of the trumpet he says,‘ Aha!’ He smells the battle from afar, The thunder of captains and shouting.

For every warrior’s sandal from the noisy battle, And garments rolled in blood, Will be used for burning and fuel of fire.