N National Anthem

I

Upon this land the Virgin Mother trod,

And she did ask her Son, the Lord our God,

“Deign to bestow this garden fair on me,

Mountains and vales, the land from sea to sea,

From Athos’ snow to ocean’s thund’ring foam,

That here my children may receive a home.”

“I give to you this paradise so dear,

Your children shall find peace and refuge here.

A haven of salvation they may seek,

From shore to shore to Athos’ snow-capped peak.

Where chestnut, pine and bounteous olive grow.

Long may your children peace and plenty know.”

II

Upon this land the Virgin Mother trod,

And she did ask her Son, the Lord our God,

“Deign to bestow this garden fair on me,

Mountains and vales, the land from sea to sea.”

“I give to you this paradise so dear,

Your children shall find peace and refuge here.

A haven of salvation they may seek,

From shore to shore to Athos’ snow-capped peak.”

From Athos’ snow to ocean’s thund’ring foam,

This land so beauteous is our treasured home,

Where chestnut, pine and bounteous olive grow.

Long may her children peace and plenty know.