The dust raised by the hoofs (of horses) stands covering the sky: anon the wind bearing it away, compasses my pleasure.
खुरैरुदीरितो रेणुर्दिवं प्रच्छाद्य तिष्ठति। तं वहत्यनिलः शीघ्रं कुर्वन्निव मम प्रियम्॥