I am Dionysos, son of the king of the gods

I have come a long way. From Lydia and Phrygia,

The lands of the golden rivers,

Across the sun-baked steppes of Persia,

Through the cities of Bactria

Smiling Arabia, and all the Anatolia coast,

Where the salt seas beat on turreted strongholds

Of Greek and Turk. I have set them all dancing;

They have learned to worship me

And know me for what I am;

A god.

And now, 

I have come to Greece.