These Dacian footsoldiers whom I crushed under my horse's hoofs, those Sarmatian cavalrymen overthrown in the close combat of later years when our rearing horses tore at each other's chests, were all struck down the more easily if I identified myself with them.
Daziar infante haiek, neure zaldiaren apoen azpian lehertzen nituenak, sarmatar zaldun haiek, geroxeagoko buruz-buruko gatazketan, gure zaldi bihurrituek elkarri eraso eta bular erdian elkarri ausiki egiten ziotenekoetan, eraisten nituenak, hainbat-eta errazago kolpatzen nituen, zenbatetan beraiekin bat-eginago sentitzen bainintzen.