| I sing to Kyllenian Hermes, Slayer of Argos, | |
| Guardian of Mount Kyllene and Arcadia, rich in flocks, | |
| Luck-bringing messenger of gods, born when Maia, | |
| daughter of Atlas, joined in love with Zeus. | |
| Shunning the crowd of blessed gods, the revered goddess | |
| lived in the shady cave where the son of Kronos | |
| used to lie with her in the dark of night | |
| (while sweet sleep held white-armed Hera) | |
| unnoticed by immortal gods and mortal men. | |
| Son of Zeus and Maia, rejoice in this: | 10 |
| I began with you and will turn to the rest of the hymn. | |
| Hail, Hermes, guide who gives joy and good fortune! | |