We are calling Pan, the great powerful god
Bucolic Pan, who is the univerce of the world
Sky, sea, dominant earth and immortal fire
Come you pleasant dancer, wanderer, sitting on the same 
throne with Hores,
Goat foot, Bacchanalian,
Playing the harmony of the world like a teasing song.
Pana play music for us,
And we will dance under the melodies of you flute.
Oh helper of fantasies, instigator of human fear,
Sagacious, hunter, friend of Echo,
Dancing with the Nymphs, you the eternal, the one who 
gave birth to all.
You who awakes al the elemtns of nature, and bewitch them 
with your sweet harmonies,
You who calls the Nymphs to a ritualistic dance.
Oh horned archon,
Eternal Bacchanalian, Pana.