Hail to Caturix, lord of the fight, defender
of home and tribe, steadfast soul of the land!
Long ago, O Caturix, your name was well known,
your might well honored, your people well regarded,
great in battle, wise in war, able with spear and sword,
preserving field and family, house and hearth.
Caturix of the keen eye and the ceaseless vigil,
so many years have passed since a nation called to you,
and still your feet sink deep into the sod,
and still your voice resounds within the wind.
O mindful, wary watchman, I pray to you,
I recall your power, I praise your constancy.