Sing, oh Muse, Sing, oh Muse, a new melody A tune for the dead, an ode of tears On Troy's tomb, For Troy I shall now wail a melancholy melody For Troy I shall now wail a melancholy melody I'll recount how I was lost And how I was enslaved, miserable me, By the Argeians four-wheeled carriage. How the Achaeans left the Horse Neighing to the sky With the golden ornaments Outside our portals Sing, oh Muse, a new melody, A tune for the dead, an ode of tears On Troy's tomb.
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