Telo of the lovely lands, the sunny skies,
the seagirt city, the white hills and the shining sands,
the fields of bloom and blossom. Telo of sling and stone,
of an arm swift and strong, an eye keen and careful,
your might was known in ancient times, from Aquitaine
to the azure shore, yours is the town
of the four tribes, yours the wending riverway,
the great sunken grotto, the beauty withheld from men.
Telo, companion of gracious Stanna,
friend of the householder, defender of the home,
I honor your power and your domain,
I praise your name, I call to you in prayer.