Stag-like golden antlers
With hooves of bronze
Sacred to Artemis
This Ceryneian doe
The anger of Hera and king Eurystheus
For killing the Lion and Hydra
This third task for me will be full of doom
Thou shall not kill this beast
Nor shall thou skin
Thou will feel the suffering when it’s dead
Stag-like golden antlers
With hooves of bronze
Sacred to Artemis
This Ceryneian doe
After my awakening from the travels way up north
I spotted this heavenly creature with antlers
Wich gleamed in the sun
Afraid of Artemis' anger
I will not slay
Barefootedly I’ll chase it down
On the mountain slopes of Ceryneia
And for the length of thirteen full moons
I barefootedly chased this hind
We ran from north to south, from east to west
Troughout thrace, istria
And the land beyond the north wind
It was not to be captured during sleep
Not to be caught with mesh
It could outrun my lightspeeding arrows
This beatiful, beloved and sacred creature of Artemis
Artemis
Forgive me from this desecration
It’s part of my penance
My forever guilt
On the last full moon I passed
The gates of Artemis' temple
The Ceryneian Hind laid down
Before the shrine
Stag-like golden antlers
With hooves of bronze
The Hind returned to the goddess
As it flees from the king