1. O Muses of Olympus, tell me who was
With that turmoil heads and soldiers

2. So you are with secrecy knowing
For the goddesses every knowledge was prepared

3. We just the fame of the matter we water
From the secrets of the origins we shorten the limit

4. I shrank an arm if I had a heart of brass
And with my voice no matter how hard I tried

5. No, even if I had the scream of ten tongues
I could not endure the mention and enumeration of the crowds

6. By the hand that the Muses are from the lineage of the Lord of
Generosity they will give me if they wish supply

7. I will not then count except the number of ships
And all the leaders in war counted