|Ninazu deposited his weapon in a corner in the E-gida. An evil storm swept over Ninḫursaĝa at the E-nutura. Like a pigeon she flew from the window, she stood apart in the open country." Alas, the destroyed city, my destroyed house," she cried bitterly. As for Ĝišbanda, the house filled with lamentation was destroyed among the weeping reeds. Ninĝišzida took an unfamiliar path away from Ĝišbanda. Azimua, the queen of the city, wept bitter tears." Alas, the destroyed city, my destroyed house," she cried bitterly.