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(Ady Endre verse alapján.)

The God takes all of those away

Whom He really loves and smites

Gives them fiercy and quick hearts

These are the Chariots of Fire

The Fire-folk runs towards the Sky

And stays where winter's eternal

On the frozen peeks of mountains

They rattle and hurtle along

Statelessness between earth and sky,

With the wind of Fate they drive

Towards wicked and cold delights

The Chariots of Fire scud

Their hearts are glowing,

Their minds are glacial

Their icy roads are sprinkled

By the Sun with cold crystal dust