The Greeks have disappeared!
But what a fatal plan
Hides behind that strangely sudden departure

Everything is justifying my horrible prophecies
I have seen Hector's ghost pacing our ramparts
Like a watchman of the night, i have seen his darkened eyes

Staring from a distance the difficulties of Sigeium
Misfortune!
In the prolonged madness and drunkenness

The crowd leaves the walls and Priam guides them.

Unfortunate king!

In the eternal night
The death you are descending is granted
You do not hear me

You do not want to understand
Unfortunate people,
Of the horror that haunts me

Chorebe, helas, yes Chorebe himself
Thinks me out of mind
In his name my fear redoubles


God, Chorebe, he loves me, i love him!
But no hymns for me

No love, songs of joy
No dreams of tenderness
Of the horrible destiny that oppresses me

Must be submitted, there is no escape

Unfortunate king! in the eternal night

The death you are descending is granted
You do not hear me
You do not want to understand

Unfortunate people,
Of the horror that haunts me