Lyrics
{verse}
In the land of Arcadia,
The people of the village gather on this date,
In caves and grottos they congregate,
In solemn mass amound the boulders and rocks,
To honor the diety, the one who guards the flocks
{chorus}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
(verse}
The spirit of the forest, he has roamed for centuries,
As the melodies of his flute echo among the trees,
The harmonious notes of his reeds,
The sweet voices of nymphs wafting through the breeze,
can you hear the pipes of Pan?
{chorus}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
{instrumental break}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
The pipes of Pan
The pipes of Pan
The spirit of the forest, he has roamed for centuries,
As the melodies of his flute echo among the trees,
The harmonious notes of his reeds,
The sweet voices of nymphs wafting through the breeze,
can you hear the pipes of Pan?
{chorus}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
{instrumental break}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
The spirit of the forest, he has roamed for centuries,
As the melodies of his flute echo among the trees,
The harmonious notes of his reeds,
The sweet voices of nymphs wafting through the breeze,
can you hear the pipes of Pan?
{chorus}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
{instrumental break}
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
[chorus]
In praise of Pan,
They can hear the pipes of Pan,
Half goat half man,
They dance to the pipes of Pan
