| Song | Ithkos |
| Artist | The Incredible String Band |
| Album | First Girl I Loved [live] |
| 作词 : Heron | |
| Sardis(Oud Tune) | |
| Lesbos-Dawn | |
| Lesbos-Evening | |
| Aegean Sea | |
| Dreams Fade | |
| Port of Sybaris | |
| Go down Sybaris | |
| Huntress | |
| Hold my gaze | |
| I sailed out from Sardis just one day past | |
| Ithkos Ithkos | |
| Sailed to meet the dawn on Lesbos fair | |
| Ithkos Ithkos | |
| My merchant's task on this isle is done | |
| I call soft evening forth | |
| To ease up my care | |
| And to ease up my care | |
| Aphrodite's temple is sweet with sandarac | |
| Bright torches start the night to praise her | |
| Ithkos wipes his mouth and drops the wineskin | |
| Salt wind fresh in my mind | |
| I said salt wind fresh in my mind | |
| Dark brown eyes has Ithkos | |
| From Sardis newly come | |
| The carmined lips of Lesbos fail to please | |
| And through the noisy night | |
| Just one plaintive song | |
| I said just one plaintive song will match my heart | |
| Match my heart | |
| The beautiful Aegean sea | |
| Brings out a weeping need in me | |
| I can't stand by | |
| Like a thief in the night | |
| While that aching lovely light | |
| Shines on | |
| Dreams fade now, a new day rings | |
| Trade pulls the galleon ever on | |
| To rich Sybaris, port of our call | |
| Beyond the blue Aegean | |
| How sweet the sight of peopled shores | |
| To a wanderer as I | |
| Known from here to Lydia far | |
| Pale Sybaris knows not my tread | |
| I said Sybaris knows not my tread | |
| And fear stalks in my heart | |
| I said fear stalks in my heart | |
| For reason, reason unknown | |
| Gotta come right out and say it | |
| Pale Sybaris I bear you great scorn | |
| Gotta come right out and say it | |
| Pale Sybaris I bear you great scorn | |
| Talkin' 'bout your fluted pillars and your muted life | |
| I need not your fluted pillars and your muted life | |
| It's worse to me | |
| It's worse to me | |
| It's worse to me | |
| Than Death's own chariot rollin' | |
| It's worse to me | |
| It's worse to me | |
| It's worse to me | |
| Than Death's own chariot rollin' | |
| (repeat once) | |
| Oh hold my gaze light of day | |
| That my thoughts they will not stray | |
| To Hippolyta | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| It was right there in Sybaris famed | |
| That I met with her who's named | |
| Hippolyta | |
| Oh hold my gaze bring not the sight | |
| Of that awful wondrous night | |
| Hippolyta | |
| Far outside the city walls | |
| The Huntress Dance does call | |
| Hippolyta | |
| And the vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me |
| zuò cí : Heron | |
| Sardis Oud Tune | |
| LesbosDawn | |
| LesbosEvening | |
| Aegean Sea | |
| Dreams Fade | |
| Port of Sybaris | |
| Go down Sybaris | |
| Huntress | |
| Hold my gaze | |
| I sailed out from Sardis just one day past | |
| Ithkos Ithkos | |
| Sailed to meet the dawn on Lesbos fair | |
| Ithkos Ithkos | |
| My merchant' s task on this isle is done | |
| I call soft evening forth | |
| To ease up my care | |
| And to ease up my care | |
| Aphrodite' s temple is sweet with sandarac | |
| Bright torches start the night to praise her | |
| Ithkos wipes his mouth and drops the wineskin | |
| Salt wind fresh in my mind | |
| I said salt wind fresh in my mind | |
| Dark brown eyes has Ithkos | |
| From Sardis newly come | |
| The carmined lips of Lesbos fail to please | |
| And through the noisy night | |
| Just one plaintive song | |
| I said just one plaintive song will match my heart | |
| Match my heart | |
| The beautiful Aegean sea | |
| Brings out a weeping need in me | |
| I can' t stand by | |
| Like a thief in the night | |
| While that aching lovely light | |
| Shines on | |
| Dreams fade now, a new day rings | |
| Trade pulls the galleon ever on | |
| To rich Sybaris, port of our call | |
| Beyond the blue Aegean | |
| How sweet the sight of peopled shores | |
| To a wanderer as I | |
| Known from here to Lydia far | |
| Pale Sybaris knows not my tread | |
| I said Sybaris knows not my tread | |
| And fear stalks in my heart | |
| I said fear stalks in my heart | |
| For reason, reason unknown | |
| Gotta come right out and say it | |
| Pale Sybaris I bear you great scorn | |
| Gotta come right out and say it | |
| Pale Sybaris I bear you great scorn | |
| Talkin' ' bout your fluted pillars and your muted life | |
| I need not your fluted pillars and your muted life | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| Than Death' s own chariot rollin' | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| It' s worse to me | |
| Than Death' s own chariot rollin' | |
| repeat once | |
| Oh hold my gaze light of day | |
| That my thoughts they will not stray | |
| To Hippolyta | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| It was right there in Sybaris famed | |
| That I met with her who' s named | |
| Hippolyta | |
| Oh hold my gaze bring not the sight | |
| Of that awful wondrous night | |
| Hippolyta | |
| Far outside the city walls | |
| The Huntress Dance does call | |
| Hippolyta | |
| And the vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me | |
| The vows that set her free | |
| Denied me |