Born within a cavern darkened,
stepping forth to greet the sun,
Aphrodite's gold hair twining,
streaming to the salt-sea wind.
Happiness her smile and beauty,
peace upon her soft red lips.
To this earth her lasting glory--
Love to mortals was her gift.
Aphrodite rode a seashell
'cross the ocean's cold green depths.
All the gods in heaven praise her;
soft her eyes of innocence.
Happiness her smile and beauty,
peace upon her soft red lips.
To this earth her lasting glory--
Love to mortals was her gift.