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Τρυγόνα
High up upon your way, moré turtledove,
down low as you pass by, sweet beautiful turtledove,
might you have caught sight
of my beloved, moré turtledove,
by sweetheart, my dearest man?
– Last night we saw him
or the night before
laid out upon the plane.
Black birds were eating him,
white birds circling above him.
Translated by Michael Eleftheriou
– ν-Αυτού ψηλά που περπατείς, τρυγόνα, μωρή τρυγόνα,
και χαμηλά λογιάζεις,1 τρυγόνα μου γραμμένη
μην είδες τον ασίκη2 μου, τρυγόνα, μωρή τρυγόνα,
τον αγαπητικό μου, τον άντρα το δικό μου;
– ν-Εψές προψές τον είδαμε στον κάμπο ξαπλωμένο
μαύρα πουλιά τον τρώγανε κι άσπρα τον τριγυρνούσαν.
1λογιάζεις: κοιτάζεις
2ασίκης: λεβέντης, αγαπημένος
Domna Samiou's comment for the song in the LP Travelling in Greece with Domna Samiou (1972)
I can still remember how much it impressed the audience when I sang it for the first time in ‘Rodeo’, together with Dionysis Savvopoulos.
Characteristic dance from the Pogoni province of Epirus.
Watch Domna Samiou teaching the song to the class in the Museum of Greek Folk Musical Instruments Fivos Anoyannakis.
Studio recording, 2005.
Singers
Clarinet
Violin
Tambourine
