Текст песни 2L8 - e' stasimo

Choir

     Strophe 1

     The multi-name, glory of the virgin cadmium,
     Zeus, thundering menacingly, son!
     Guardian worthy of Italy glorious,
     In the hospitable valleys of the reigning
     Eleusinian Demeter, O Bacchus!
     You who live in Thebes,
     Mother of the City of Bacchante,
     Near the jets of Ismen,
     Where sowing was planted
     The Evil Dragon!

     Antistrophe 1

     There you are seen, where the torches flame
     It shines from the tops of the two-headed mountain.
     Where the Coryakian Nymphs Dance
     They serve you - your Bacchante,
     Where the Kastalsky key flows!
     You come from the slopes
     Nises, ivy twisted
     And wine is abundant;
     You, glorified by the gods,
     To Thebes you come!

     Strophe 2

     You honor them above all cities,
     Like a mother struck by lightning!
     And now, when a serious ailment
     The whole city is amazing,
     Oh, set your healing path
     To us from Parnassus, over the foamy sea!

     Antistrophe 2

     O driver of fiery stars!
     Lord of nocturnal voices!
     Son of the beloved Zeus, - king
     To us with the retinue of Fiad,
     That all the long night you,
     The good of the giver, praise Jakha!