O Pan Lord of seen and the unseen
You are the fear in your enemies heart
You instill fear to your enemies while you remain pure
O Pan you goat headed God
Your being brings Salvation to as your name unfolds
A name out of pure light
So the lieds to you say
You are the most precious horned goat
Arkadia is your place of birth
Your name is the key to unraveling the mysteries of life
You who made the floute after a nymph
You who made the path to the nature true
Now play us with the sound of your floute
O yes Pan it's Zeus who your name truly is.
The reincarnation of nature is your goal
For we have been misled from your enemies
Only to find ourselves in your glory
Pan
Άβε Δϊα πατέρα ανθρωπότης