Το Μάη λαλούν οι πέρδικες ⬥ It’s in May the partridge sings, in May the nightingale bursts into song, ’tis in May the turtledove takes to the wing and to the brook flies down. Dearest May with your flowers, with your gaiety and your songs. I was born in May [...]
Βιολέτα του Γιονάρη ⬥ January violet, January violet, my winter violet in bloom. Who will drift off and sleep in your shade trialalalalala, who will sleep? Blooming violet with leaves of green, abandoning me to suffering. Translated by Michael Eleftheriou
Η νύχτα ώρες δεκατρείς ⬥ The night endures for thirteen hours, I sleep for merely three. Throughout the hours that then remain I think of only you. It is night but day is breaking, dawn allows of no concealment. Night, what sorrow bows you down that you have put on [...]
Η θάλασσα με δέρνει ⬥ The sea pounds me, the sea pounds me, the waves lash me. And a great fish… And a great fish is feasting on me. Alas, curly-headed basil I’ve lost my heart to you. There’s no counting the fish in the sea, and no believing the [...]
