We owe a cock to Asclepius
We who have renounced this life,
Therefore on the morrow rising
Do not neglect the sacrifice,
But dispatch the victim swiftly,
Brandishing the silver knife.
We owe a cock to Asclepius,
We who have renounced this life.
A serpent on his staff entwining,
The god demands the price.
So that the soul when pining,
May be delivered twice;
First to Hades' shady halls,
And thence to paradise.
We owe a cock to Asclepius,
We who have renounced this life.
