§4.1ἔτι Συρακοσίαν φιλεῖ §4.2πόλιν ὁ χρυσοκόμας Ἀπόλλων, §4.3ἀστύθεμίν θʼ Ἱέρωνα γεραίρει· §4.4τρίτον γὰρ παρʼ ὀμφα]λὸν ὑψιδείρου χθονὸς §4.5Πυθιόνικ[ος ἀείδε]ται §4.6ὠκυπόδ[ων ἀρετᾶ] σὺν ἵππων.
Still golden-haired Apollo loves the Syracusan city, and honors Hieron who rules the city with justice; for for the third time by the navel of the high-ridged earth he is sung as Pythian victor with the excellence of his swift-footed horses.
§4.7έ̣[!!!!] ἁδυεπὴς ἀ[να- §4.8ξιφόρ]μιγγος Ουρ[αν]ίας ἀλέκτωρ §4.9!!!!!!]εν· ἀλλʼ ἑκ[όν]τι νόῳ, §4.10!!!!!ο]υς ἐπέσεισ̣εν ὕμνους
[...] The sweet-voiced [...] cock of lyre-ruling Ourania [...]; but with a willing mind [...] poured forth hymns.
§4.11ἔτι δὲ τέ]τρατον εἴ τις ορ- §4.12!!!!!!!]εἵλκε Δίκ]ας τάλαν[τον §4.13Δεινομέν εό ς κʼ ἐγερα[ίρο]μεν υἱόν.
And if still a fourth time someone [...] had inclined the scale of Justice, we would have honored the son of Deinomenes.
§4.14πάρεστίν νιν ἀγχιάλοισ[ι Κρίσ]ας μυχοῖς §4.15μοῦνον ἐπιχθονίων τάδε §4.16μησάμενον στεφάνοις ἐρέπτειν §4.17δύο τʼ Ὀλυμπιονίκας §4.18ἀείδειν.
It is possible, in the coastal recesses of Crisa, for him who alone of mortals accomplished these things to be crowned with wreaths, and as twice Olympic victor to be sung.