Daemonia Nymphe The Bacchic Dance Of The Nymphs
Oh Nymphs daughters of ocean
Daughters of springs and of deep caves
Beautiful virgins woodclad priestesses
Xothies of the woods amadryades daughters
The groves resound by their songs
And their choir disturbs the harmony of waters
The nymphs are dancing with Pan
Oh, Nymphs daughters of ocean
Ethereal nereids of lush groves
Shining virgins bacchantes priestesses
Xothies of the woods amadryades daughters
The groves resound by their songs
And their choir disturbs the harmony of waters
The nymphs are dancing with Pan
The Nymphs shake with pleasure as they dance the
ritualistic ecstacy
And their serenian echo resonate the forests
And every time and so the Bacchic god in the middle of
the dance
Approaches and draws the procession to a spring rite
