A keresés eredménye

Stavroúla

Throw your hair, find, Stavroula, back
to see you, my girl, to talk to you
Come on, this winter
I will also get you engaged
 
You left, my Stavroula, and you go abroad
I pass bitterness and sighs for you
Come on, this April
I will put a ring on you
 
I can not wait, my girl
come back, please, I'm dying late
Come on, this January
I will put a wreath on you
 
Throw, Stavroula, the hair on your back
to pass and musk the armies
And next year in December
I hope he finds you twice
 
Stavroula, ah, Stavroula, go back
I want to tell you a few words now
Stavroula, find, Stavroula, I will not live
if I do not see again your two eyes
 
Throw your hair back, Stavroula
to see you, my girl, to talk to you
Come on, this January
I will put a wreath on you