Lyric

They taught me my language

With light and with shadow

Life’s lessons

A gentle story of old

With words that shout

Silences that speak truth

An endless journey

Through grandma’s fairy tales

They taught me my language

In classrooms and at home

On streets and in squares

In the works of Elytis

With songs of the people

And poets’ deepest sorrow

I traveled in dreams

Stepping beyond the bounds of time

My language was given to me

By the Muses of Homer

My lips were touched

At the throne of the infinite

Written across Greece

In Orpheus’ hymns

The golden ratio carries the word

And Greek is its vessel

They taught me my language

With tears and with passion

Bringing to my eyes

The depths of poetry

With symbols and dreams

The words were written

Pages of history

Games for us to choose

They taught me my language

Through seas and through rocks

The waves carved it

Into caves like diamonds

With laurels and with blood

They made it song

And it passed to new generations

A fragrant blooming flower

My language was given to me

By the Muses of Homer

My lips were touched

At the throne of the infinite

Written across Greece

In Orpheus’ hymns

The golden ratio carries the word

And Greek is its vessel

They taught me my language

People and time

On my lips it was spoken

By Zeus and Kronos