D uring the night while I was sleeping I saw a man traveling on a red horse. He was standing among the myrtle trees in the narrow valley, with red, brown, and white horses behind him.
رَأيْتُ فِي رُؤى اللَّيلِ فارِساً يَرْكَبُ فَرَساً أحمَرَ، وَيَقِفُ وَسَطَ شَجَرِ الآسِ فِي الوَادِي. وَرايْتُ خَلْفَهُ ثَلاثَةَ فُرْسانٍ عَلَى ثَلاثَةِ أفراسٍ: أحمَرَ وَأشقَرَ وَأبيضَ.
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