(translation by Nikolai Gumilyov)
Eabani opened his mouth and said to Gilgamesh:
“Friend, why have the great gods gathered in council,
And in an alarming dream I saw a door,
And he touched her, and then he got scared?”
Raises the battle ax Eabani,
Addresses the door as if it were a person:
"The door from the forest, devoid of reason,
Whose mind doesn't exist
I praised your tree for twenty hours of travel in the area,
Even the exalted cedar that I saw in the forest of Humbaba,
Rarity cannot compare with you.
You are seventy-five cubits wide and twenty-four long,
He made you a ruler, he reigned in Nippur.
But if I knew, O door, that you were blocking my way,
That your beauty adorns my prison,
I would pick up an ax and split you into pieces.”
Eabani then turns to his friend, Gilgamesh:
“My friend, with whom we have done so much work,
Decay is everywhere, wherever I look,
My friend, the dream that foreshadowed my destruction is coming true,
The day that the dream told me about is now coming.”
Eabani lies down on her rich bed
And she doesn’t get up for a day, or a second, or a third,
Day four, and five, sixth, and seventh, and eighth, and ninth,
Eabani's illness leaves him in bed for all twelve days.
He then calls Gilgamesh and says to his wonderful friend:
“My friend, some fierce god cursed me,
Like the one who lost his courage in battle.
I'm afraid of the fight and won't go out into the field,
My friend, the one who is afraid is cursed!
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru