Tuesday, 25 December 2007

NIGHTS I STAY AWAKE WITHOUT HOPE...


Nights I stay awake without hope

Lonely I walk the streets.

In front of the bars of your window

I spend my sad hours.


How I long to meet you again,

To find our old joy once more,

To give you my kisses again

So my black saddness will leave me


But there where you are in a strange place,

Who knows where you wander now?

I wonder if you still think of me

Or suffer for someone else...




Rebetiko by Yannis Papaioannou

Translated by Gail Holst

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