Gilgameš, Enkidu and the nether world

At the gate of Ganzer, in front of the nether world, he sat down. Gilgameš wept, crying bitterly: "O my ball (?)! O my mallet (?)! O my ball (?), I am still not satiated with its charms, the game with it has not yet palled for me! If only my ball (?) waited still in the carpenter's house for me! I would treat the carpenter's wife like my own mother -- if only it waited still there for me! I would treat the carpenter's child like my little sister -- if only it waited still there for me! My ball (?) has fallen down to the nether world -- who will retrieve it for me? (1 ms. has instead:) Who will retrieve my ball (?) from the nether world? My mallet (?) has fallen down to Ganzer -- who will retrieve it for me? (1 ms. has instead:) Who will retrieve my mallet (?) from Ganzer? "