Φέτο το καλοκαιράκι ⬥ This lovely summer that is past, this lovely summer that is past, áde, this lovely summer that is past I hunted for a little bird. I hunted it, I yearned for it, I could not stand it any more, áde, I put my bird-lime out for [...]
Τίνος να πω τον πόνο μου ⬥ To whom then shall I tell my woe, who will not sigh or groan? Even the tight-lipped stone itself would shed a silent tear. The sun has set beyond the rim yet the earth still simmers. Oh, may the heart that does not [...]
