Sisters of a thousand years, one with the land, lovers of the Gods and of the heroes of Mhën, protect the son of the Lightning Spear bearer. Defend the son of Zeus in this strange and foreign realm.
For if a flower or a tree grows in this forsaken place, you, the Anthousai, will take root and find the power that flows in the Earth and wield it.
Lure these enemies, hypnotize them with your divine beauty and strike with all the poisons of nature and the charms gifted to you by the Olympians.
Spirits of the wood, guard old Herk against foes and against himself, by day and by night in this eerie world of many moons.