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