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Monday, 4 November 2013

WHATEVER I HID FROM YOU



My heart
My only heart
My heart is sensitive
My heart is fatal
My heart will betray me
as you betrayed me, you, 
who were in my heart
Did I ever told you about my heart ?
I will never tell you about it
I gave it to you  broken
I said it will smash in pieces in your hands
And even now it bares life although cracked
My heart is a liar, my heart
My heart my crazy heart
aspires to stop fearing
stop crying
stop stop
and rest
stop
my heart my faulty  heart
it bore a lot, it bore too long
for a doomed heart
in the cool soft fluffy soil
there I will put my heart
It won't remember you
You won't remember it
It won't see you leaving.

Sunday, 3 November 2013

ΟΥΛΑΛΟΥΜ ΓΙΑΝΝΗΣ ΣΚΑΡΙΜΠΑΣ / OULALOUM YANNIS SKARIMPAS



Ήταν σαν να σε πρόσμενα κυρά, 
απόψε που δεν έπνεε όξω ανάσα, 
κι έλεγα: Θα `ρθει απόψε απ’ τα νερά, κι από τα δάσα!

Θα `ρθει αφού φλετράει μου η ψυχή
αφού σπαρά το μάτι μου σαν ψάρι, 
και θα μυρίζει φώτα ήλιο και βροχή το νιο φεγγάρι!...

Και να, το κάθισμά σου συγυρνώ, 
στολνώ την κάμαρά μου αγριομέντα, 
και να μαζί σου κιόλας αρχινώ, χρυσή, κουβέντα.

Πως να... θα μείνει ο κόσμος με το "μπα"
που μ’ έλεγε τρελόν, πως είχες γίνει καπνός
και τάχας σύγνεφα θαμπά, προς τη σελήνη...

Νύχτωσε και δε φάνηκες εσύ...
Κίνησα να σε βρω στο δρόμο ωϊμένα! 
μα σκούνταφτες (όπου εσκούνταφτα), χρυσή, κι εσύ με μένα!...

Τόσο πολύ μ’ αγάπησες, κυρά, 
που άκουγα διπλά τα βήματα μου!
πάταγα γω στραβός μες στα νερά; κι εσύ κοντά μου!...




It was like if I waited for you, my lady,
tonight that it was not blowing outside, even a breath
and I said : She'll come out tonight from the waters, and from the woods !

She'll come because my soul's fluttering
because my eye's writhing like a fish ,
so that the young moon to smell lights, sun and rain! ...

Well here , I'm tidying up your seat,
I decorate my room with wild mint ,
and I'm already starting with you , my golden, a talk.

About well ... people will be astonished saying " nay! "
they're calling me crazy, and say you've become smoke
and fuzzy clouds , towards the moon ...

It got dark and you didn't come up...
I went out to find you on the the streets, woe, woe !
but you were stumbling(where I also were) ,my golden , with me! ...

So much you loved me , my lady ,that
I was hearing double my steps!
I was, the blind one, splashing my feet in the waters and you also were, by me! ...