A Hymn to Ereshkigal

Lady of the great city

Shepherd of the Dead

She who laments the little ones cut down before their time

To you I sing a song of praise!

You who carry out the judgements of the seven

You who care for my ancestors in the great below who have passed on

To you I sing a song of thanks!

Goddess who sits on the throne in Irkalla

She who controls the land of kur

To you I sing my love

May your pains be not so loathsome

May your galla not grow tiresome

May your city yet be shining like the seven gates that protect it

To you I sing praise!

Ereshkigal za-mi!