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!