The Return of Pan Letras Tradução em Português

I stood upon the balcony with my brand new bride.
The clink of bells came drifting down the mountainside.
Within our sight, something moved lightning eyed and cloven hoofed.
The great god Pan is alive.
He moves amid the modern world in disguise.
Its possible to look into his immortal eyes.
He's like a man you'd meet anyplace, until you recognize that ancient face.
The great god Pan is alive.
At sea on a ship in a thunderstorm.
On the very night that Christ was born.
A sailor heard from overhead a mighty voice that cried, "Pan is dead."
So follow Christ as best you can, Pan is dead. Long live Pan.
From the olden days, and up to all the years.
From Arcadia to the stone fields of Inisheer.
Some say the gods are just a myth, but guess who I've been dancing with?
The great god Pan is alive.