Chorus
You needn't go far
and don't ask me again,
but know that you've come to the very door.
Dionysus
Pick them up again, my boy.
Xanthias
This business is nothing
but that old cliché “Zeus' Corinth”—it bugs me!
Chorus
Onward!
In the sacred round dance of the goddess, in the flower-bearing grove
sporting with all who partake in festival dear to the goddess
I will go with the women and girls
where they dance all night for the goddess, to bring the sacred torch.