Το τραγούδι του Αϊ-Γιώργη ⬥ A monster plagues our land curled up in a deep well. We feed it poor townsfolk every morn and every night, but when a day goes by without a man for it to dine on the monster will not let a drop of water feed [...]
Ο Τσάμαντας ⬥ Up at Saint Thodoros' chapel, at the church of Saint Kostantinos, there are twelve circles dancing and eighteen rings set up for wrestling. The people are dancing and saying and praying: - Christ forbid that Tsamandas come, pray make it that he does not show, for if [...]
Καλώς ανταμωθήκαμε ⬥ Well met to all of us who love each other, who are joyful for a while and of a glad heart. Vré, off the beach I’m chasing little fish. Welcome to the clouds that brought back a fair wind, they brought back the men of Marmara who [...]
Άσπρα φορείς ⬥ You wear white and hold white and white is your dress And white the flowers that swoon at your passing. Dance, sweet bride, and I'll sing you a song I'll sing your praises, sweet angel, all day long. You say one thing but do another You' ve [...]
