Αυγή τσ’ αυγής ⬥ The dawn of dawn, I’ll rise at the dawn of dawn to get myself to the mountain’s root, at the mountain’s root to greet the day. To greet the day, o mount of mine, atop your peak. To wander upon your flank, To stroll across your [...]
Χειμώνας κι ο χινόπωρος ⬥ Winter and… winter and autumn… winter and autumn eat and drink at the same table. They called for spring to join them, but she said ‘no’. ‘Don’t be proud, flower-decked spring; The reaper will have them all, he’ll scorch the lot.’ Translated by Michael Eleftheriou
