Γιώτα Νέγκα - Sta pervolia | Текст песни

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In the gardens, in the blooming gardens
like times past we will start the dance
and Death we will invite
to drink and sing with us.

Hold the klarino and the zourna
and I will come with my small baglama
Ah, and I will come...
in the rage of the battle you defeated me, Death,
let's go and dance in the gardens....

In the gardens, in the blooming gardens
if I defeat you, Death, on drinking
if I defeat you on dancing and singing
then spare me my life for one night ....
Hold your heart, sweet mother
for I am the son that returned for one look of yours
Ah, for one look ...
Mother, when I was leaving for the war front
you didn't come to see me
you were slave-working, so alone I rode the train
that took me beyond life ...


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