I spoke of battle for the destruction of my people.
Verily I have begotten (man), but where is he?
Like the sons of the fishes he fills the sea.’
The gods of the Anunnaki were weeping with her.
The gods had crouched down, seated in lamentation,
Covered were their lips in (all) the assemblies,
Six days and nights
The wind blew, the deluge and flood overwhelmed the land.
The seventh day, when it came, the storm ceased, the raging flood,
Which had contended like a whirlwind,