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Into the eternal darkness

you can descend,

go in search of Eurydice

within the gates of death.

If by the sweet sound of your lyre,

if by your charming voice,

you can assuage the wrath

of the stern gods of Erebus.

She shall return

to you.

From the dark region of Pluto

she shall return to you.

The Specters and the Furies,

astonished, try to drown.

May fill him with horror,

and may he be frightened

by the roars of Cerberus,

if he is not a good.