It is an old traditional greek song...Greeks for centuries sing and dance their pain and mourning..it s like the fight against the death... a fight for life and light ❤
@GiorgosKaltsis4 ай бұрын
May we all wish deep condolences to Marina. Her dad passed away a couple of hours before! 🙏🏼🕊️
@elenikokkaliari22064 ай бұрын
Saturday night my parents kicked me out from our house, my dear, chanter and grammarian. From our house and from our mansion, I leave crying, my dear, chanter and grammarian. I leave crying, I go down in the plain , I don’t see a home , my lemon tree, with the small flower. I don't see a home, a place to stay, just one tree, accept me, tree. Accept me, tree, accept me cypress, here's the shadow, here's my shadow, my dear, my balm, my broadleaf. It’s a traditional Thracian song. It’s about a girl who was kicked out of the house by her parents and a tree offers her shelter in its shade.
@Theodoros.K.Mouchtaris4 ай бұрын
The name of the song translates in Greek "Saturday Slow" !!! Maybe "slow" in this case is like "later," in the day of Saturday. I'm not sure, though, I'll try to find out what this word means in this particular song. And it is "Sávvato Vradí". If it was "Vrádi" and not "Vradí" then the title would have been "Saturday Night". It would be even better to write "Vradí" as "Vrathí". Bearing in mind that "th" in this case is like when you say the, them, they, that ... Not as in thought, therapy, thank you, thing, thing.