Anna Vissi / Άννα Βίσση

At one you, and another, I
we sit at the table
Some strange games
the fate that plays with us

And it is very unfair
for us both
such a strοng love
such a strοng love
to go out in the cold

A million times if you try
what we lived together you will not live again
A million times if you try
the way you loved me you will not love again
A million

You in one place, and I in another
and the night goes on
Something in the whole scene
hurts me tonight

The hour is three o’clock
She bends to kiss you
Something hurts like a knife…
Something hurts like a knife
and the night stops

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Η ώρα έχει πάει τρεις
Σκύβει και σε φιλάει
Κάτι πονάει σαν μαχαιριά…
Κάτι πονάει σαν μαχαιριά
Κι η νύχτα σταματάει

The boat let water in
the wave took the oars
and the shore is not even visible
and it is getting to be evening

In the open sea
we hold each other tight
suddenly you tell me that something
appears to you to be a light

And I tell you that if you want for us to be saved, don’t hold on to me
each one of us, alone, must swim toward the light

Yes, we are lost, we are drowning
as long as we are holding onto each other
all the more, all the more
we are lost, we are drowning
in the waves, in an embrace, we are carried away
all the more, all the more
we are lost

The boat let water in
like a little song from the old days
it sounds sweet to my ears
it lulls me to sleep

Deep blue ocean
in a dark background the sky
some divine painter
paints us

And I am afraid that if we make it to dry land, we will not have been saved
From this boat no one was ever able to escape

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Ah, dear dove, don’t go, don’t hurry,
but come and drink some water from my hand

Tonight I will not sleep
I will stay up again thinking
how I hurt, how I hurt, how I hurt…
Your smile, that lovely picture,
your step, different from all others,
I love you, I love you, I love you.

Tear open my heart with a knife
nobody knows what I go through every night

Every night, every morning,
there is a little less life for me
how I hurt, how I hurt, how I hurt…
Your smile, that lovely picture,
your step, different from all others,
I love you, I love you, I love you.

(in this recording, the famous singer is performing for the first time at the nightclub Zoom in the Plaka; speaking to the audience, she reminisces on her early days as a student, when she began her professional singing career in the Plaka, and expresses her love for that era of the Greek song. . .)