I am a faithful vigilant guardian, always watching the house; In the deep night, I walk through the unseeing shadows, For I do not lose the sight of my eyes, even in black caverns. Against the hateful thieves who ravage the stores of grain, I ambush, I silently set a snare of death. A roaming huntress, I invade the lairs of wild beasts, But I do not wish to chase fleeing herds alongside dogs who bark and bring cruel war against me