O Kypris and Nereids, I pray you
to sail my brother home unharmed
and let him accomplish all
that is in his heart
and be released from former error
and carry joy to his friends
and bane to enemies and let no one
bring us more grief.
Let him honor me his sister.
But black torment
suffering for early days,
citizens accused.
Was it over millet seed?
Pure Kypris, put aside
old anger and free him from
evil sorrow