1. My eloquent friend Achilles, you who
Spoke of the lords, leave these paths

2. For you will never deceive me, even though
I restrain myself, not led by your words

3. I want back my captive and my arrow’s course
While your arrow was victorious in your mind

4. Yes, I would be content if you guaranteed our secrets
For that, I deserve a reward like that

5. Otherwise, leave me to resist by force
With the gold of Ajax or Odysseus or yours

6. There I will pitch my tent by myself
And whoever comes to me will be enraged there

7. We will search and cast immediately here in
A raven lost in the sea's fog

8. We will see him with the shields and victims
And the beautiful one above the waves traveling

9. Maybe with humility and victims
We will avert destruction for the lord of nobility