When A Match Has Equal Partners Then

Mourn For Me Rather As Living Than As Dead.

For By The Will Of The Gods Fate Hath Held Sway Since Ancient Days.

When Strength Is Yoked With Justice, Where Is A Mightier Pair Than They?

In The Sinews Of The Dead There Is No Blood.

I Pray The Gods Will Give Me Some Relief And End This Weary Job. One Long Full Year I've Been Lying Here, On This Rooftop, The Palace Of The Sons Of Atreus, Resting On My Arms, Just Like A Dog. I've Come To Know The Night Sky, Every Star, The Powers We See Glittering In The Sky, Bringing Winter And Summer To Us All, As The Constellations Rise And Sink.