Days ago our army marched away, and by now they must have met the Persians;by now the battle is over, whether they've lost or won.
We must not lose!
People of Athens, pray that your army has won. I have been a slave of the Persians, and that kind of life is hardly worth living.
I pray to heaven that our soldiers will win the battle.
If we lose the Persians will be our masters. Pray to heaven that our soldiers win. We will work all day for the foreign rulers, each of us, having to leave her home, and no one to care for our little children-Pray to the gods that our soldiers win.
Oh, God, don't let our men be killed, Our brothers and fathers, all those we love.