Naer Mataron The Great God Pan
From the Arcadian forest
On this winter day
Ceremonies shall begin
In the name of Pan
Mortals try to wake their souls
Dancing round the blazing firestorm
Through the darkened forest
Beyond where mountains lie
The circle dance for Pan
The great Pan will come tonight
Xere o doksasmene
Pu akuses to kalesma mas
Ela va dosis kai pali
Noima stin zoi ke stin pisti
[Praise you, glorified one
For hearing our call
Come and give meaning again
To life and faith]
Oh, great Pan
Bless us
In your name we stand
Give us thy power
The blasphemers will feel the anger
And the axe
We drink with you the wine of life
As it slowly ends
We leave our bodies on the ground
And our spirits fly
Please forgive all of our sins
We have made as we have lived
Make our souls as pure as the starlight of the night
From the Arcadian forest
On this winter day
Ceremonies shall begin
In the name of Pan
Mortals try to wake their souls
Dancing round the blazing firestorm
