How can the warriors have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan—slain upon your heights!
Alas! the glory of Israel, slain upon your heights! How can the warriors have fallen!
How can the warriors have fallen, the weapons of war have perished!
The crown has fallen from our head: woe to us that we sinned!
Zebulun was a people who defied death, Naphtali, too, on the open heights!
Women of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and in finery, covered your clothing with ornaments of gold.