Then I hard a voice saying
The battle is not mine
The battle is just for a while
Harness the horses
Mount the steeds!
Take your position
With the helmet on
The battle is not mine
Come, come, come
Drive furiously, O charioteers
Come and destroy the city
The swift cannot flee
Nor the strong escape
Ah- ah –ah come
The battle is not mine
And another ask
Whose battle is it?
Oh lift up your head oh yea gate
And he rises like the sun
The kingdom has no end
The battle is not mine
But the battle is of the lord
The greatest in battle
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem