مُهۡطِعِينَ مُقۡنِعِي رُءُوسِهِمۡ لَا يَرۡتَدُّ إِلَيۡهِمۡ طَرۡفُهُمۡۖ وَأَفۡـِٔدَتُهُمۡ هَوَآءٞ
As they come hurrying on in fear, their heads upraised, their gaze returning not to them, and their hearts as air
Author: Mohammed Marmaduke William Pickthall