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