From the Arcadian forest 
On this winter day 
Ceremonies shall begun 
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 
Xaipe w doeasmeve 
Pov akovsec to kalesma mac 
Ela va dwseis kai nail 
Nonma stnv swn kai stnv niotn 
Oh, great Pan 
Bless us 
In your name we stand 
Give us thy power 
The blasphemers will feel our 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 in our lives 
Make our souls as pure as the starlight of the night