Το μοιρολόι της Παναγιάς (Κύπρος) ⬥ O gentlefolk, pay heed to me, and hear the Mother’s dirge, hear how she mourns her only child upon the yonder Cross. Take note of tidings dark as night, a day that’s drear and sobre, today has sore afflicted me, and left me deeply [...]
Τρεις καλο(γ)έροι Κρητικοί ⬥ There were three monks and hailed from Crete and three from Ághion Óros1, and they prepared a bark for sea; while chanting ‘Christ is risen!’ and ‘Kyrie, eléison’, they readied her for Kríti2. Their sailor lad lay gravely ill up forrard in the foc’s’le. No mother [...]
