I call upon the Mountainous and Feral Dionysos of the thorns and ivy! Immortal spirit, I am bound to you, allured by your beauty and grandeur for ever and ever; happy is the one to have drunk from this mystic potion of yours o the Vine-Covered One…
Yours is the captivating ecstasy, potent and intoxicating in every cup. You, the explorer of the deepest of the deep of our hearts and a shadow dwelling at the extremes of dawn and dusk alike; you the light stemming from the dark.
My call is to you, the Dweller of Forests and the Great Reveler! Genius of the Heart, hear my prayer and bestow upon me the golden gifts of thine: for the sweetness of the soul I beseech you!
I praise and honor you, oh bittersweet Dionysus!