Cry out! Clash the cymbals and make the tympanon a rumbler,
Yelling out “Euoi!” to the sacred stone in situ
By the Tiber or on Pessinus’ city with Midas of Phrygia…
“Euoi!” when the Galli whirl and dance and are cut,
Letting out cries of ecstasy and inebriated madness divine;
“Euoi!” again at dawn’s first light and when night’s dark will fall.
Khaire Cybele! Ave Magna Mater!