Sad it is for me, after all our toil,
To suffer the pang of death through indiscretion;
And doubly grievous and sad for me to see
Our men falling headlong to the ground, {187a}
Breathing the lengthened sigh, and covered with reproaches.
After the strenuous warriors have extended their country's bounds,
Rhuvawn {187b} and Gwgawn, {187c} Gwiawn and Gwlyged, {187d}
Men at their post most gallant, valiant in difficulties,
May their souls, now that their conflict is ended, {187e}
Be received into the heavenly region, the abode of tranquillity.