A hymn to Inana (Inana C)

Your song is grief, lament xx. Your xx cannot be changed, your anger is crushing. Your creation cannot be xx, An has not diminished your xx orders. Woman, with the help of An and Enlil you (?) have granted xx as a gift in the assembly. Unison xx An and Enlil xx, giving the Land into your hand. An does not answer the word you have uttered to him.