Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles the son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.
Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures
an ode to wrath
O Manyu! your assistants, deride and trounce over our enemies
an ode to wrath
You are the slayer of the unfriendly, remover of all sorrow
grant me power during war-time, destroy our enemies
shed your wrath upon those that carry ill-will for us and those whom we deem our enemies
March on, like flames of fire in form, Slay thou our foes, distribute their possession
An ode to wrath
With thee to aid, O thou of perfect splendour, we raise the glorious battle-shout for conquest
let our enemies with stricken spirits, over-whelmed with terror, sling away defeatedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.