Fertile earth Pallas who procreates everything Rock-bound spring that fed the twin brothers with nectar This young bul that he carried on his shoulders According to his ways - and I have received it I have borne on my shoulders the greatest things of the gods Sweet are the livers of the birds [.....] Reborn and created by sweet things You must conduct the right through clouded times - together And here, as the first [.....] is exactly on his corpse And you say thus after having shed the eternal blood - Accept our holy Father - Accept the incense-burning lions Through whom we offer the incense Through whom we ourselves are consumed
And hail to the lions For many and new years Hail to the lions For many and new years Hail to the lions!
Mithras, god of the Morning - our trumpets waken the world Rome is above the nations, but Thou art over all
Now as the names are answered and the guards are marched away Mithras, also a soldier, give us strength for the day!
Mithras, god of the Noontide - the ether swims in the heat Our helmets scorch our foreheads, our sandals burn our feet Now in the ungirt hour, now as we blink and drowse Mithras, also a soldier, keep us true to our vows!
Mithras, Lord of Ages, below You we march! Invincible Sun, the flame of Life, You dwell within our hearts
Mithras, god of the Sunset - low on the western main Thou descending immortal, immortal to rise again Now as the watch has ended, now as the wine is drawn Mithras, also a soldier, keep us pure till the dawn!
Mithras, lord of the Midnight - here where the great bull dies Look at Thy children in darkness, oh take our sacrifice Many roads Thou hast fashioned, all of them lead to the light Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright!
Mithras, Lord of Ages, below You we march! Invincible Sun, the flame of Life, You dwell within our hearts
Mithras, Lord of Ages, below You we march! Unconquerable Sun, the flame of Life, You dwell within our hearts