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 [...]
Του νεκρού αδελφού ⬥ Mother with the nine sons aides pouli mou haides, and but one daughter, you washed her hair, ki aman aman, you washed her hair in the dark. You washed her hair in the dark aides pouli mou haides, you brushed it in the moonlight and often, [...]
Από τα γλυκά σου μάτια ⬥ The water of Life flows from your sweet eyes. I asked you for a little but you didn’t give me any to drink. Impossible, my duck, impossible, you are doing your best to kill me. I told you not to tempt me and leave [...]
Τα Μελιωτάκια ⬥ Two young Meliots got up to dance the syrtos, they will ask us for songs and commendations. Come, let us go over there and make merry, let us sing songs from Meli! How beautifully paired you are, you two of one height, like the cypress trees1 that [...]
