Αγάντα γιαλέσα ⬥ Tune of sponge-fishermen from Kalymnos with impromptu verses, with Pantelis Ginis and a men’s choir. Released on a 45 rpm disc in 1966.
Η τράτα μας η κουρελού ⬥ Our trata and its tattered old nets patched over and over and yet always torn. Our old boat needs sails, Our old boat needs oars If mum only knew that I worked on that boat, she’d send me my clothes and my old breeches, [...]
Σελίμ ⬥ Our boat is rigged, élessa-yialéssa, and goes to cast nets, elessa-yialessa. Élli, yiamóli, yiássa, íssa, hó! Vré háide, vré hoúide, tsalapalatsíngo! We cast our nets at Kerassia, élessa-yialéssa, and drew three thousand, élessa-yialéssa. We took them to Marmara, élessa-yialéssa, and we made money, élessa-yialéssa. *village on the Thracian [...]
Γιω Μαργιώ ⬥ Net casting a-plenty, rigging and rigging again And Nikolis was shouting: ‘One more rope’. The knot of the net is off to sea and who will draw it up? And Nikolis shouting at us to come out of the hold! Even our captain wants our harm. Nets [...]
Γιω Μαργιώ ⬥ Praise be to God, we’ve fish a-plenty, we’ re readying the nets again, and Nikolis would shout at us, let’s have another rope. The trawl-beam’s on the bottom now, who will cast the nets? and Nikolis would shout at us, let’s clear out of the hold. The [...]
