hear the song, melōidía, that
pulls us to another place –
out of these our worldly cares, and
past the realms of time and space

in a landscape free as visions,
wand’ring there beneath a sky –
pink and orange in its splendor
by a swing that’s swinging by

welcome to melōidía, we
have but moments to enjoy;
eyes will open, earth return, but
it’s not merely some decoy

it is real, as real as music,
world made up of hope and play;
fair melōidía, we need you
now, right now, and
every day