Dalaras English lyrics

I'm learning greek and I need the translation to english or spanish of the lyrics for the LP "The greek spirit". I have the greek lyrics:

Τα πολύχρωμά σου μάτια
Του Βοτανικού ο μάγκας
Αγάπη
Όλοι οι ρεμπέτες του ντουνιά
Αχ χελιδόνι μου
Αν υπάρχει λόγος
Γέλα πουλί μου
Στη δουλειά και στον αγώνα
Βαμμένα κόκκινα μαλλιά
A bord de l' aspasia
Βελζεβούλ
Lil (Μόνο λόγια)
Στο ίδιο έργο θεατές
Τούτος ο ντουνιάς
Κάτω από γέφυρες
Περασμένες μου αγάπες
Είχα ένα όνομα
Κυρ Κωστάκη έλα κοντά
Εσμεράλδα
Τι πάθος

Whatever can be useful.

THANKS in advance

I found this one for you already translated, funnily enough I was actually listening to it this morning !

Ach my swallow

Ach my swallow, how can you fly
in this blackened sky?
the sunset is dripping blood
and how will you cry, how will you cry,
ach my swallow…

Ach my palikari, the trains have left,
there is no road to leave the country,
and those who spoke of liberation,
tell me where they went, tell me where they went,
ach my palikari…

Ach my dear little heart, imprisoned,
the sun you are awaiting does not come,
only the town-crier in the market-place
deafens you, he deafens you,
ach my poor little heart


Thats a start anyway !



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Hi Esparta

I found another translation for you

The Mangas of Votanikos

The Mangas of Votanikos, he died last Sunday,
and they are weeping for him, the girls and all the friends of his heart.

The Mangas of Votanikos, that best of boys,
where the bouzoukis play, in the taverns, nobody will see him anymore.

Always he threw a good party, and never did he do any harm,
and they loved him, all of them, in the Votaniko neigborhood.

The Mangas of Votanikos, that best of boys,
where the bouzoukis play, in the taverns, nobody will see him anymore.

The Mangas of Votanikos, he had a great lifetime!
From the parties, among the manges, he will be missed from now on.

The Mangas of Votanikos, that best of boys,
where the bouzoukis play, in the taverns, nobody will see him anymore.

Catherini

With your help my greek language will come very soon.

What type of lyrics do you prefer? For you.

One more for you Esparta, again I found it already translated ( its easier !)

Αγάπη - Love

Love of bread and love of fire
Love of the taste of salt
Advertisements will drown us, and empty
cans of beer

Where will you travel to?
glass and steel
have filled the years
with executed months

Love of bread and love of rain
Love on the balconies
On the asphalt, you will see blood
and plastic jerrycans

Where will you travel to?
glass and steel
have filled the years
with executed months


I think this is the song, there are several with the same title.

I have so many favourite songs I couldn't begin to tell you them. I love to listen to try to understand the words. Something like ' Kokkino Garifalo' by Yiannis Parios and Haris Alexiou is wonderful.

This is exactly one of the song of the Dalara's CD. Thanks again.

About of your preferences I have 3 CD of Haris Alexiou with the greek lyrics and the translation.... but to spanish. I can scan them for you. Tell me if you are interested.

Are you interested for the Dalaras´s greek lyrics?

Thanks Esparta for your offer, I don't need any lyrics at the moment. I have lots of music but never seem to have the time to translate all the songs I like. Usually I get stuck and things don't make sense so I give up ! But now that I have found this forum I will be able to ask for help myself.

I'll try and find you some more translations when I have time

OK Catherini. In the moment when you need a help.

Originally Posted by catherini

I found this one for you already translated, funnily enough I was actually listening to it this morning !

Ach my swallow

Ach my swallow, how can you fly
in this blackened sky?
the sunset is dripping blood
and how will you cry, how will you cry,
ach my swallow…

Ach my palikari, the trains have left,
there is no road to leave the country,
and those who spoke of liberation,
tell me where they went, tell me where they went,
ach my palikari…

Ach my dear little heart, imprisoned,
the sun you are awaiting does not come,
only the town-crier in the market-place
deafens you, he deafens you,
ach my poor little heart


Thats a start anyway !



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This song is about tyranny of dictatorship in Greece (1967-1973)