"Though wickedness tastes sweet in his mouth, [and] he hides it under his tongue,

[The] clods of [the] valley are sweet to him; everyone will follow after him, and {before} him {they are innumerable}.

{Whenever} a horn [sounds], it says, 'Aha!' And it smells [the] battle from a distance-- [the] thunder of [the] commanders and [the] war cry.