Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning!

Unhappy is the land whose king is a boy, and whose rulers are feasting in the morning.

Ουαι εις σε, γη, της οποιας ο βασιλευς ειναι νεος, και οι αρχοντες σου τρωγουσι το πρωι

Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning!