“From the darkness, sing to me about everything you know.
Of the dark star birthing Zeus from the foam of darkness,
Of his children and other gods of darkness and light,
Of the dawn revealing with its rosy finger the origin of the day,
Of the paths of light and the path of memory, reason, and knowledge,
Of past and future glory, of sources of inspiration,
Of the entombed wisdom of ancient Atlantis, of volcanoes,
Of archaic thunders and bolts of lightning, of fortune and misfortune;
Of the first hurricanes and typhoons, meteors and comets
Which inseminated the planet Earth before the birth of the Balkans;
Of seas and gales and the most enchanting of all seas,
Of the Mediterranean, which taught you to sing, too.”