And I said unto the king, Let the king live for ever: why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ sepulchres, lieth waste, and the gates thereof are consumed with fire?

And said to the king, May the king be living for ever: is it not natural for my face to be sad, when the town, the place where the bodies of my fathers are at rest, has been made waste and its doorways burned with fire?

Και ειπα προς τον βασιλεα, Ζητω ο βασιλευς εις τον αιωνα· δια τι το προσωπον μου να μη ηναι σκυθρωπον, ενω η πολις, ο τοπος των ταφων των πατερων μου, κειται ηρημωμενος, και αι πυλαι αυτης κατηναλωμεναι υπο του πυρος;

And said unto the king, Let the king live for ever: why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ sepulchres, lieth waste, and the gates thereof are consumed with fire?

I said to the king, “Let the king live forever! Why shouldn’t my face be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ tombs, lies waste, and its gates have been consumed with fire?”