Hatzidakis instrumentals / Χατζιδάκις, ενόργανα

Fine piano music from this suite (1951) (1/1)
1. Prologue-Dance of Karaghiozi
2. Entrance of the Pasha-Nightfall-Dance of the Vezir’s Daughter
3. Distribution Dance-Quarrel
4. Nostalgic Dance of Karaghiozi
(2/2)
1. Dance of Sior Dionysi-Three Jews-Barba Yorghos-Entrance of Alexander the Great-Killing of the Accursed Serpent-Triumphant Exit of Alexander the Great
2. The Great Dance of Karaghiozi
3. Final Dance-Epilogue

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived.
There, among all the others, lived Happiness, Sorrow, Knowledge, Love…
One day they learned that their island would sink
So they all mended their boats and began to leave.
Love was the only one who stayed behind.
She wanted to hold on until the last moment.
When the island began to sink,
Love began to ask for help.

She saw Wealth passing by with a shiny yacht.
Love asked him:
“Wealth, can you take me with you?”
“No, I cannot,” answered Wealth.
“I have silver and gold on my boat and there is no room for you.”

Then Love decided to ask for help from Arrogance
Who also passed before her in a very beautiful boat…
“Please, help me,” asked Love.
“I can’t help you, Love…
You are soaking wet and you will ruin my beautiful boat,”
answered Arrogance.

Sorrow was a little farther off and so Love decided to ask her for help.
“Sorrow, let me come with you…”
“Oh Love, I am so sad that I want to stay by myself,”
said Sorrow.

Happiness passed in front of Love,
But she also paid no attention to her.
She was so happy that she didn’t even hear love asking for help.

Suddenly a voice was heard:
“Love, come over here! I will take you with me!”
It was a very old gentleman whom Love did not recognize,
But she was full of such gratitude that she forgot to ask his name.
When they reached land the gentleman left, and went on his way.
Love, knowing how much she owed to the gentleman who had helped her,
Asked Knowledge:
“Knowledge, who helped me?”
“Time,” answered Knowledge.
“Time?” asked Love. “Why did Time help me?”
Then Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom replied:
“Only Time can understand the great meaning, the importance of Love…”

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Place: Santorini Island Greece
Date: 31/12/1999
The Orchestra of Colors in:
Manos Hatzidakis, “The smile of Giokonda”

A rare film, tribute to Manos (RIP) and to 90′s for ever…
It is just magical…
Enjoy it!

σπάνιο βίντεο, αφιερωμένο στον Μάνο
μαγικό- απολαύστε το!

And if you should be born at some moment
Some other in which I will not exist
Don’t be afraid
And you will find me either as a star
When you walk alone in the frozen night
Or as the glance of a child who will pass by you
Or in the flame of a candle you will be holding
As you cross through the dark forest

Because high in the sky where the stars live
Are gathering all the poets
And the lovers silent smoke green leaves
They chew gold dust leap over rivers
And wait
For the constellations to become fewer and almost faint
To fall into your sleep
To become a sigh at the corner of your lips
To wake you and for you to see from your window
My face lit up
Making the shape of a constellation
Smiling at you
And whispering to you
Goodnight

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Γιατί ψηλά στον ουρανό που κατοικούνε τ’ άστρα
Μαζεύοντ’ όλοι οι ποιητές
Και οι εραστές καπνίζουν σιωπηλοί πράσινα φύλλα
Μασάν χρυσόσκονη πηδάνε τα ποτάμια
Και περιμένουν
Να λιγωθούν οι αστερισμοί και να λιγοθυμήσουν
Να πέσουν μες στον ύπνο σου
Να γίνουν αναστεναγμός στην άκρη των χειλιών σου
Να σε ξυπνήσουν και να δεις απ’ το παράθυρό σου
Το πρόσωπό μου φωτεινό
Να σχηματίζει αστερισμό
Να σου χαμογελάει
Και να σου ψιθυρίζει
Καλή νύχτα

“Kids,
15 years ago with another kind of music
I told you I would wait up outside your houses
in order to collect your dreams.

Now I have grown tired…

You, whether you dream or not,
can live without me
I belong neither to your life, nor to your dreams…

I even got tired of weaving music from
the material of your eyes
and the wish of your bodies.

I prefer to leave and go far away from you for ever;
perhaps I’ll meet some wise people
for whom I had no feeling when I myself was young.

*Yeia sas, kids, yeia sas…”

Manos Hatzidakis

[*yeia sas: "to your health"; an expression used to mean both hello, goodbye, and also a toast.]
[translation: Eva Johanos]

Γεια σας, παίδες, γεια σας…
Μάνος Χατζιδάκις