A keresés eredménye

Κicked around*

My luck
has sent me no joy
I have been wronged
by enemies and friends
my two eyes
never dried
my two lips
never laughed
 
Every lo- every lonely person
every lo- every loner
will al- always be
kicked around by others
 
I never saw
a sunny day**
and I was never kissed
by a mother
I am a lonely reed
in the flatland***
that comes and goes
swaying in the wind
 
Every lo- every lonely person
every lo- every loner
will al- always be
kicked around by others
 

I'm cleaning up

I'm cleaning up
And singing softly
Who is the one that wants me
So I can run and see him
 
Sit down captains
Sit down acquaintances
And let's see who's the manliest
In front of me
 
For golden pennies sweetie
I don't care
I'm only searching for two eyes
To stab me
 
I'm cleaning up
And drink a raki
And I'm longing for
Sundays and feasts
 
With my white dress
I'm going into the church
And my grace will reach
To other islands
 

Youth Fades Away

Youth fades away
youth and dewiness
youth fades away and gets lost
along with insouciance.
 
We need music
music and dance
youth fades away and gets lost
time is waiting for us.
 
Youth fades away,
like running water
time won't make it
stop laughing.
 
If only youth
oh if only it was twice as long
half of our misfortunes would be gone
and the thrills would be doubled.
 
Youth fades away
and life does too
youth fades away and gets lost
just like spring mornings.
 

Lights

A fairy behind me,
God, give me courage.
 
I am sun and moon
to light you, boy.
 
You have arms, take me up,
you have lips, kiss me.
 
Sit beside me, I sleep,
To refresh your body.
 

My seabirds

Down on the white beach where you sleep
I will come with the stars of the sky
To embroider your hair with shells
With pebble stones your hands
 
From the heart of the flowering nest
I will send more pigeons
To lullaby your dream with kisses
Carnations of May.
 
My seabirds, my seabirds
Sleep my Seven Sisters, sleep my Seven Sisters.
 

Sunday

How lovely Sunday is
if only it lasted longer
it ends too soon
the next one comes too late
 
Sunday, Sunday
wish it lasted longer
Sunday, holiday and leisure
if only the entire week felt like this
and Monday only appeared
once or twice a year
 
Sunday mornings
are of their own kind
you're not hooked on your mattress
nor you pillow
 
Sunday, Sunday
has its own charm
 

Get up, dance the sirtaki

Get up, dance the sirtaki,
With crazy double stroke of chords
Dance it like a little street boy
The neighborhood to sound
 
Come on, take my shoulder
And opa, the right (foot) goes first
And if you get tired on the way,
I will put you to taxi
 
I want fine feathers, I want laughters
And my voice to be heard
And on the chords of bouzouki
Tonight to hang myself
 
Whatever they tell me, I pay
And treat the guys
I want to admire you
Whole this evening
 
Opa!
 

I love you

I love you and tonight I will tell you
I love you, my dear, I love you like a god
drink wine too, to empty half of it
drink wine, my dear, my wine
 
Life goes by and it doesn't come back
life is treating us poison
and never, never you stupid man
don't forget the glass
 
I love you and tonight I will tell you
I love you, my dear, I love you like a god
drink wine too, to empty half of it
drink wine, my dear, my wine
 
Life goes by and it doesn't come back
life is treating us poison
and never, never you stupid man
don't forget the glass
 
I love you and tonight I will tell you
I love you, my dear, I love you like a god
 

Rico Rico Ricot

My boy my boy my boy
sweet and crunchy like candy
and when he poses like a grown man
my boy looks sick, mad
Sour cherry lips and cheeks of apricot
rico rico ricot, ricot ricot.
rico rico ricot, rico ricot.
 
My boy's is an enviable creature
his look, his rose-liquor laugh,
they don't worth a penny compared to him
not all men play their cards right
 
Sour cherry lips and cheeks of apricot
rico rico ricot, ricot ricot.
rico rico ricot, rico ricot.
 
Worried, hot-blooded, weed,
full of fire, sensation, good mood
spicy, unexplained and rare
my boy, my sweet boy
 
Sour cherry lips and cheeks of apricot
rico rico ricot, ricot ricot.
rico rico ricot, rico ricot.
 

Patience

Neighborhood, your road is narrow
freezing cold, and gray sky
black life, night, morning
for companionship a cloudy
patience, patience, patience
 
Be patient
and the sky will become bluer
Be patient
a lemon blossoms in the neighborhood
 
Patience, patience, patience
 
Be patient
and the sky will become bluer
Be patient
a lemon blossoms in the neighborhood
 

The little moon

Here's the little moon
with its golden light
tonight I'm in such a bright mood
keeping my happiness obscure
 
Bring the little moon to me
as gold as a coin
I'll give you half of it
and keep the rest for me.
 
I want to have fun tonight
want to be happy
I'll drink to get drunk
won't spare a single dance.
 
Tonight I'm in such a bright mood,
longing for something,
bring me the little moon
so I can wear it as a pendant
 

I keep a secret

I keep a secret hidden deep inside my heart
nobody knows about it and I'll never give it away
I want to always keep it to myself, my secret
this sweet secret of mine, that I love
 
I keep a secret that makes everything seem beautiful
and for the first time I'm full of happiness
I keep a secret that radiates inside my heart
valleys know it, the mountains found out about it too
every nightingale sitting on trees, sings it at night
 
and swallows have trailed it in the sky
I keep a secret that has changed my life
but I have no intention of telling you
I keep a secret tangled in my lips
It's just a word, a little word, just one
when the night, the enchantress comes the stars spell it
 
and the jasmines planted in pots mouth it
I keep a secret that has changed my life
but I have no intention of telling you