Ρουμπαλιά ⬥ They sent me a carnation plant, Roumbaliá, Roumbaliá, from the land of the Franks, and the pot is made of marble, Roumbaliá, Roumbaliá, the carnations are golden. Night fell and the stars are out and they will kill me. Ask intercessors to plead for me, my light, perhaps [...]
