Dimitris Psarianos / Δημήτρης Ψαριανός

Listen to a dream, my soul,
And the goddess of beauty;
It seemed to me that I was
With you one night.

In a fine garden
We walked together,
All shining were the stars,
And you were looking at them.

I spoke- Say, stars,
If there are any of you
Shining up there
Like the eyes of this lady?

Tell if you have ever seen
On another woman, such beautiful hair,
Such a hand, such a foot,
Such an angelic look?

Then you made
such an angelic laughter
that it seemed to me that I saw
the sky open.

And out of the way I took you
to a rosebush
and slowly, gently fell
into your pure white embrace.

Each kiss, my soul,
Which you sweetly gave me
Caused another rose to spring up
From the rosebush.

All night they burst into bloom,
Until the dawn came shining,
Which found us, both
With our pale look.

This is the dream, my soul;
Now it rests with you,
To make it come true,
And to remember it for me.

(translation: Eva Johanos)

When the first rain drop fell the summer died
The words that starlights had born were saturated
all the world that had as their only destination You!

Before my eyes you were light
before the Love love
and when the kiss took you
Woman

To where will we stretch our arms now that
time does not consider us
To where will we leave our eyes now that the
distant lines shipwrecked on the clouds

And we are alone, all alone, surrounded by your
dead images.

Before my eyes you were light
before the Love love
and when the kiss took you
Woman

Πριν απ’ τα μάτια μου ήσουν φως
Πριν απ’ τον Έρωτα έρωτας
Κι όταν σε πήρε το φιλί
Γυναίκα

You, Eros, in overabundance
when you wound our strength
neither a good name
nor virtue can come from you.

But with measured steps as she proceeds
she of Cyprus (Aphrodite),
no goddess has exquisite charm like her

O my mistress, above me
with your golden bow,
don’t let fly your eternal
arrow, whose tip
is drenched in longing.

(from the second station of Euripides’ Medea;
English translation: Eva Johanos)

[Από το β΄στάσιμο της Μήδειας του Ευριπίδη]

Tonight in my arms sleep once more like a star;
In the world here below no hope remains.
Now as night patterns your body with kisses,
Measure my grief, and in solitude leave me alone.

If you remember my dream,
I await your return;
With a song from the street, come, my dream,
In summer, as a shining star clothes you in light.

Αν θυμηθείς τ’ όνειρό μου
σε περιμένω να ‘ρθεις
μ’ ένα τραγούδι του δρόμου να ρθεις όνειρό μου
το καλοκαίρι που λάμπει τ’ αστέρι με φως να ντυθείς

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.

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.