O thou that art full of shoutings, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; thy slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle.

You, who are full of loud voices, a town of outcries, given up to joy; your dead men have not been put to the sword, or come to their death in war.

Συ, η πληρης βοης, πολις θορυβου, πολις ευθυμιας· οι πεφονευμενοι σου δεν εφονευθησαν δια μαχαιρας ουδε απεθανον εν μαχη.

Thou that art full of stirs, a tumultuous city, a joyous city: thy slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.