Hyperborei

Hoy me acordé de hiperboria y me gustaría estar por allá otra vez: Wn el norte lejano, solitario e inhóspito.

A propósito de un poema de Píndaro que encontré sin querer sobre los hiperborei (el cuál me fué imposible encontrar en español o latín):

"...neither by ship nor on foot would you find

the marvellous road to the assembly of the Hyperboreans...

...Never the Muse is absent

from their ways: lyres clash and flutes cry

and everywhere maiden choruses whirling.

Neither disease nor bitter old age is mixed

in their sacred blood; far from labor and battle they live..."