Thanassis Moraitis / Θανάσης Μωραΐτης

Ach, what shame, this shame
my dear mama, and how will it be removed
as much as the river flows
my dear mama, it will not wash it away

What can two teardrops do to me,
and forty-two sighs, my dear mama
and what if my tear is fresh
the mouth dumb and bitter, my dear mama

And I run to find someone
to ask me, for me to ask him
what will happen, what will happen
who will hurt, who will hurt
my dear mama, my dear mama

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Και τρέχω κάποιον για να βρω
να με ρωτάει και τον ρωτώ
τι θα γενεί, τι θα γενεί
ποιος θα πονεί, ποιος θα πονεί
μανούλα μου, μανούλα μου

A chain they fasten around my neck
I am a bear I dance to a gypsy tune
I am a bear I dance to a gypsy tune
A chain they fasten around my neck

In the playing fields they exercise me
that I may greet the wild crowds
with monkeys they put me
to pay homage to the wild crowds

In my prison angels enter, silent
the end has come the beginning has not yet come
the end has come the beginning has not yet come
In my prison angels enter, silent

In the playing fields they exercise me
that I may greet the wild crowds
with monkeys they put me
to pay homage to the wild crowds

(translation: Eva Johanos)

When the moon is full and there’s silver ice fever running in my blood, I’m taking off to Santiago.
Girls’ bodies is made of mastic there, and everyone chokes after too much absinthe.
The sun glows in the vains, a sun as dark as a crusader
Taking off to Santiago and what may come.
In the shadow of the palm trees parrots cought on fire like paper lanterns.

Oh, Santiago, Santiago, in the slum of sunset time
you look like a red coral.

When the moon turns, don’t come looking for me
Mad from love I will be, in the web of a spider.

My body will have melted from the heat like a cicada
next to women smelling white and clean.

A knife under the water, glowed white like a fish
Taking off to Santiago and what may come