Στροφή + 

O fair wind blowing from the sea! + 

Who through the dark and mist dost guide + 

The ships that on the billows ride, + 

Unto what land, ah, misery! + 

Shall I be borne, across what stormy wave, + 

Or to whose house a purchased slave? + 

O sea-wind blowing fair and fast + 

Is it unto the Dorian strand, + 

Or to those far and fable shores, + 

Where great Apidanus outpours + 

His streams upon the fertile land, + 

Or shall I tread the Phthian sand, + 

Borne by the swift breath of the blast? + 

Άντιστροφή + 

O blowing wind! you bring my sorrow near, + 

For surely borne with splashing of the oar, + 

And hidden in some galley-prison drear + 

I shall be led unto that distant shore + 

Where the tall palm-tree first took root, and made, + 

With clustering laurel leaves, a pleasant shade + 

For Leto when with travail great she bore + 

A god and goddess in Love’s bitter fight, + 

Her body’s anguish, and her soul’s delight. + 

It may be in Delos, + 

Encircled of seas, + 

I shall sing with some maids + 

From the Cyclades, + 

Of Artemis goddess + 

And queen and maiden, + 

Sing of the gold + 

In her hair heavy-laden. + 

Sing of her hunting, + 

Her arrows and bow, + 

And in singing find solace + 

From weeping and woe. + 

Στροφή Β + 

Or it may be my bitter doom + 

To stand a handmaid at the loom, + 

In distant Athens of supreme renown; + 

And weave some wondrous tapestry, + 

Or work in bright embroidery, + 

Upon the crocus-flowered robe and saffron-coloured gown, + 

The flying horses wrought in gold, + 

The silver chariot onward rolled + 

That bears Athena through the Town; + 

Or the warring giants that strove to climb + 

From earth to heaven to reign as kings, + 

And Zeus the conquering son of Time + 

Borne on the hurricane’s eagle wings; + 

And the lightning flame and the bolts that fell + 

From the risen cloud at the god’s behest, + 

And hurled the rebels to darkness of hell, + 

To a sleep without slumber or waking or rest. + 

Άντιστροφή Β + 

Alas! our children’s sorrow, and their pain + 

In slavery. + 

Alas! our warrior sires nobly slain + 

For liberty. + 

Alas! our country’s glory, and the name + 

Of Troy’s fair town; + 

By the lances and the fighting and the flame + 

Tall Troy is down. + 

I shall pass with my soul over-laden, + 

To a land far away and unseen, + 

For Asia is slave and handmaiden, + 

Europa is Mistress and Queen. + 

Without love, or love’s holiest treasure, + 

I shall pass into Hades abhorred, + 

To the grave as my chamber of pleasure, + 

To death as my Lover and Lord. + 