A drawing of a man with a spear and a shield

14Quem ousa abrir as portas de sua boca, Surrounded with your fearsome teeth? 15Suas costas possuem fileiras de escudos firmemente unidos; 16Each one is so close to the other That not even air passes between them; 17They are so intertwined That it's impossible to separate them. 18Seu forte sopro atira lampejos de luz; Your eyes are like The Rays of the Dawn. 19Firebrands come out of your mouth; fagulhas de fogo estalam. 20Smoke comes out of your nostrils as from a boiling pot About Reed Campfire. 21Your breath ignites the coal, e da sua boca saltam chamas. 22So much strength lies in your neck That terror goes before him. 23The folds of his flesh are strongly united; they are so firm that they do not move. 24His chest is as hard as stone, rijo como a pedra inferior do moinho. 25Quando ele se ergue, os poderosos se apavoram; fogem com medo dos seus golpes. 26A espada que o atinge nada lhe faz, Neither the spear nor the arrow Neither does the dart. 27Ferro ele trata como palha, e bronze como madeira podre. 28Arrows do not scare him away, The stones of the slings Are like specks to him. 29The staff is like straw to him; The brandishing of the great spear makes him laugh. 30Her belly is like a jagged shard And leaves a trail in the mud as threshing rail. 31He Stirs the Depths Like a boiling cauldron And revolves the sea like a jar of ointment. 32Leave behind you A Shimmering Trail, como se fossem os cabelos brancos do abismo. 33Nada na terra se equipara a ele: criatura destemida! 34With contempt he looks upon all the haughty men; reina soberano sobre todos os orgulhosos".