1. O you who excels in glory and in greatness
O you enveloped in clouds, o you who rose high in the winter

2. The sun is not eclipsed and the darkness follows it
Until with our swords we attain hope

3. I yearn for the palace which he built and I see the
Flames devouring its doors, enduring

4. And the coat of mail of the mighty one I tear it
With my chest and make the people taste the evil without sweetener

5. And around him young men pouncing down
So they bruise the soil from his companions, the arrows

6. But he is the son of generations that did not attain hope
He sheltered the victims but the work weighed heavy

7. Rather, he increased their ordeal and they did not know
They prayed and left the raising grain

8. And the slaughterer slaughtered above his head and thus
After skinning him, cut off his thighs

9. He covered its edges with fat and followed it
Scorching blood from above it and it melted

10. And they ignited the cut up firewood
Its blaze with kindling flames ignited

11. Until the thighs melted and they shared
The rest of the meat that remained

12. Then they distributed it and dove into the food and were not
Ever doubtful that one did not get a share

13. When they were full, dignified Nestor stood
On his feet, improvising his words

14. My master's boy so let us rush
To a deed that makes the Lord who did, permit us

15. So that the war callers collectively cry
By the ships the heroes of havoc hurriedly

16. And we all run towards their troops
Inciting the sedition of the Lord of war and valor