I sailed out from Sardis just one day past. Ithkos, Ithkos Sailed to meet the dawn on Lesbos fair. Ithkos, Ithkos
My merchant's task on this isle is done. I call soft evening forth to ease up my care, to ease up my care...
Aphrodite's temple is sweet with sandarac, bright torches start the night to praise her. Ithkos wipes his mouth and drops the wineskin; salt wind fresh in my mind, I said, salt wind fresh in my mind.
Bark brown eyes has Ithkos, from Sardis newly come. The carmined lips of Lesbos fail to please. And through the noisy night just one plaintive song will match my heart, match my heart.
The beautiful Aegean sea brings out a weeping need in me, I can't stand by. Like a thief in the night, while that aching lovely light shines on, oh...
Dreams fade now, a new day rings trade pulls the galleon ever on, to rich Sybaris, port of our call, beyond the blue Aegean.
How sweet the sight of peopled shores to a wanderer as I. Known from here to Lydia far Sybaris knows not my tread, and fear stalks in my heart for reason unknown.
Gotta come right out and say it, pale Sybaris I bear you great scorn. Talkin' 'bout your fluted pillars and your muted life. It's worse to me than Death's own chariot rollin'.
Oh, hold my gaze, oh, light of day, that my thoughts they will not stray to Hippolyta... The vows that set her free denied me...
It was right there in Sybaris famed, that I met with her who's named Hippolyta... The vows that set her free denied me...
Oh, hold my gaze, bring not the sight of that awful wondrous night, Hippolyta... Far outside the city walls, the huntress dance does call Hippolyta... And the vows that set her free denied me...