1. Achilles said: "Ajax, I see you
Have truly lost your wits from grief's abyss

2. Yet I've not forgotten my beloved friend
Though like a stranger I'm forbidden hence

3. Whene'er his memory stirs my thoughts, my heart
Is seared with pain and sorrow fills my chest

4. So go and tell them I will never flee
My tent before these braggarts can appease

5. For here I'll meet Priam's son no matter what
Though he may charge ferociously to spill my blood

6. After the Trojans perish slaughtered
And all their ships are set aflame consumed