ποικιλόθρον’ ἀθανάτ’ Ἀφρόδιτα,

παῖ Δίος δολόπλοκε, λίσσομαί σε,

μή μ’ ἄσαισι μηδ’ ὀνίαισι δάμνα,

πότνια, θῦμον,

ἀλλὰ τυίδ’ ἔλθ’, αἴ ποτα κἀτέρωτα

τὰς ἔμας αὔδας ἀίοισα πήλοι

ἔκλυες, πάτρος δὲ δόμον λίποισα

χρύσιον ἦλθες

ἄρμ’ ὐπασδεύξαισα· κάλοι δέ σ’ ἆγον

ὤκεες στροῦθοι περὶ γᾶς μελαίνας

πύκνα δίννεντες πτέρ’ ἀπ’ ὠράνωἴθε-

ρος διὰ μέσσω·

αἶψα δ’ ἐξίκοντο· σὺ δ’, ὦ μάκαιρα,

μειδιαίσαισ’ ἀθανάτῳ προσώπῳ

ἤρε’ ὄττι δηὖτε πέπονθα κὤττι

δηὖτε κάλημμι

κὤττι μοι μάλιστα θέλω γένεσθαι

μαινόλᾳ θύμῳ· τίνα δηὖτε πείθω

ἄψ σ’ ἄγην ἐς ϝὰν φιλότατα; τίς σ’, ὦ

Ψάπφ’, ἀδικήει;

καὶ γὰρ αἰ φεύγει, ταχέως διώξει,

αἰ δὲ δῶρα μὴ δέκετ’, ἀλλὰ δώσει,

αἰ δὲ μὴ φίλει, ταχέως φιλήσει

κωὐκ ἐθέλοισα.

ἔλθε μοι καὶ νῦν, χαλέπαν δὲ λῦσον

ἐκ μερίμναν, ὄσσα δέ μοι τέλεσσαι

θῦμος ἰμέρρει, τέλεσον, σὺ δ’ αὔτα

σύμμαχος ἔσσο.

Multas per gentes et multa per aequora vectus

advenio has miseras, frater, ad inferias,

ut te postremo donarem munere mortis

et mutam nequiquam adloquerer cinerem,

quandoquidem fortuna mihi tete abstulit ipsum,

heu miser indigne frater adempte mihi.

nunc tamen interea haec, prisco quae more parentum

tradita sunt tristi munere ad inferias,

accipe fraterno multum manantia fletu

atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale. 

Through many cities and seas I've sailed

just to arrive at this wretched reunion, 

just to leave you this last lament,

to speak, in vain, to your silent cinders, 

since fortune finds you taken afar.

Oh god, my good brother, you're gone.

Please take these pitiful presents 

which are due, as old tradition ordains,

to be given by the grieving, as death-gifts. 

Take them, and forgive that they're tarnished by tears

Be well, brother, and goodbye.