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Under purple sky a ship rolls

The ocean hovers archly by zephyr

Wine and joy take to the air

When a voice arrives from far away

Thamus

In rocks and trees, flowers and sees

So many gods

The earth is cold and black

Since the Pan is dead

Tell captain the nature's lament

No one revels anymore

Inert mind instead of spirit

Life turns into fear

Silent flute lies waste

Laughing cheater of nymphs

The blissful ones' era ends

Sufferers has the earth

Tell my friend everyone

The great Pan is dead

Trembling heart, frozen hands

No ones get this appeal

The taste of life become

The sin of heresy

God is alive

From life the valley of death

From love fornication

From death quiet solice

When the cross arises

Tell my friend everyone

God is alive

The great Pan is dead