ΣΤΟ ΚΑΦΕ ΑΜΑΝ, 1933, ΡΟΖΑ ΕΣΚΕΝΑΖΥ

[@AlainBELLY-tc4ze]

Que de beauté dans ce chant...

[@alexandrosntolkos8163]

Ρόζα,σα και σένα δεν ήταν άλλη!αφήσατε κληρονομιά που θα μας κάνει περήφανους εις τους αιώνας❤

[@kifisia123]

Ἀνεπανάληπτη Ρόζα μου, δέν θά σέ ξεχάσουν οἱ μερακλῆδες ποτέ. Σέ ἀκούω ἀπό μικρό παιδί ὅταν πρωτοῆλθα στήν Νέα Ὑόρκη τὀ 1959

[@ΔΕΣΠΟΙΝΑΞΕΝΟΥΛΗΣ]

Ρόζα μου γλυκιά !!! 💗🌹🙏🙏

[@mikefilimon1584]

❤ 🌹🌹

[@tzardos]

Ομορφιές ...

[@mumatteo]

We would love to hear the lyrics in English as well. :)

[@johnpapagiannis3599]

Το ακουγαμε στο λεβεντια στα μεγαρα

[@ΠΕΤΡΟΣΧΡΥΣΟΣΤΟΜΙΔΗΣ-γ8γ]

I am a mortissa, small, kamoto, schapina, that I sing in the cafe aman and spend it fine, I dance a pair of tsefteli and a beautiful zeibeka, everyone sees me, they drink and get drunk and have a good time. But one from the market, beautiful butcher, he says to me, you burned me, my mother, with the meatloaf, I want you to be my partner, you beautiful doll and you will always be chewing a lamb's head. And another tells me with pity, bro, I'm a little fish, come with me, always chewing mullet with a moustache, I don't want it, sevdali, I want to be a schahpina, to sing in the cafe aman and have fun.