Table Song of Epirus

Ανάρια, ανάρια τα ’ριχναν

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Mourning Song of North Epirus

Original Lyrics

Ανάρια, ανάρια τα ’ριχναν

Ανάρια, ανάρια τα ’ριχναν οι κλέφτες τα ντουφέκια
ήταν οι μαύροι λιγοστοί, πεντέξι οκτώ νομάτοι
κι ο καπετάνιος έλειπε με δυο, με τρεις νομάτους
πάει να βαφτίσει ένα παιδί να κάνει έναν κουμπάρο
να το ’χει ο μαύρος γύρισμα.

Region: Epirus
Type: Table Song
Category: Klephtic Song
Rhythm: Free rythm
Duration: 03:29

Recording information

Studio recording, 1960s.

Credits

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Arsenis Stergiou

Singers

Discography

Mourning Song of North Epirus
A Second Voyage to Greece

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