My Dimitroula
My Dimitroula, tonight I want to get drunk,
And have a party with you, my spirited one.
Let's go to Athina, woman of the world,
Where there's fish and retsina, my playful one.
I'll bring you a laterna [barrel organ],
You make the kefi* and buy the drinks.
Your teasing ways - leave it!
With your hips - break it!
And I'll pay for all that's broken.
Tavern-keeper, bring us some kokinelli,
My love is dancing the karsilama.
Shake your little body for me,
Strike your little heel.
My Dimitroula, good health to you!
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