Hellas Eternal

As in a vision I see Graecus,

He speaks to me in the ancient tongue;

And I understand his every word:

Thus I know I am his true son...

To Thermopylae I am called,

To fight and die beside my kin;

In Marathon it was also my voice

That cheered at the enemy's demise...

I held the standard of Constantine

And shed my blood for the empire;

I went a' hunting with Digenees

And wept on Tuesday 1453...

I swore upon the Revolution's flag

Freedom or death - woe to the Turks!

I was free yet even when besieged:

On Suli's rock our maidens danced...

I faced alone Wehrmacht's iron might

And put the Duce's troops to flight;

For freedom I have fought twice ten times

And fight again I will if needed be!

Hellas is eternal as long as

There's a heart that pumps Hellenic blood

And arms the hand that freedom defends

And punishes those who would see HER dead!