III-I

That dawn I asked naqah not to run quick,
Its rider is feeble, too old and sick.
In a dancing prance move but she runs more1,
That sand to her feet is a silky floor.2


1.         (Literal) In a gaily way trot but she would say,
2.                    To her desert sand is a silky way.
This is why she likes to run fast. That soil of Yasrib and Mecca is also dear to her!