Lyric：Era (ACHRAG / S.R.R.D) O, you who were born from the forehead of the Thunder King, Goddess descending in perfect form, with golden helmet and gleaming spear. You who bring the light of reason into the darkness of delusion. Like an owl silently gliding through the sacred forest of the night, Illuminate the path we must tread with your tranquil wisdom. O, you who cast a calm gaze, untouched by the madness of war, Raising the Aegis, the invincible shield bearing the fearsome monster's head. Repelling the blood-stained sword, you become the great bulwark of Athens. O noble sovereign of strategy, who silences the raging storm, Beneath your sanctuary, we find an unshakable shield. O ash-green olive tree, taking deep root in the earth, It is the mark of eternal peace you bestowed when the battles ceased. Like fingertips gracefully weaving at the loom, you spin the tapestry of human life and civilization. Praise be to the guardian of the city, the great Pallas Athena, May your radiant name endure forever, alongside the turning of the stars.
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