Γραμματικός ηκάθουνταν ⬥ A teacher seated himself down upon a block of marble and started writing with his pen, and knocked his ink-well over, the ink could not but stain his clothes, which were gold-thread embroidered. The waters of nine rivers failed to wash away the blotches. Why, open up, [...]
Βάγιες μου, Βαγίτσες μου ⬥ Come, Holy Virgin, come along and see these women bearing palms, good women bearing palms, good souls, bend down a little way [so I may cut a sprig or two, to give to Christ our Lord]. Come, Holy Virgin, come along and see these women [...]
Ήρθ’ ου Λάζαρους ⬥ It is the feast of Lazarus, the feast of Palms is nigh. – Where were you, Lazarus, where did you hide yourself? – Why, I was in the tomb, entombed within the earth. Give me, give me cool spring water, my mouth is full of bitter [...]
Πού ’σαι Λάζαρε ⬥ – Where are you, Lazarus? We hear your voice no longer, your mother and your sister search both high and low to find you. – Why, I was in the earth, laid deep within the earth, it was my foes, my foes who drained me of [...]
Πού ’σαι Λάζαρε ⬥ – Where are you, Lazarus? We hear your voice no longer, your mother and your sister search both high and low to find you. – Why, I was in the earth, laid deep within the earth, it was my foes, my foes who drained me of [...]
