Dimitris Papadimitriou

Everything was taken by the summer
your wild hair in the storm
our rendez-vous at one o’clock
The summer took everything away
your black eyes the kerchief
the little church with the burning lamp
The summer took everything away
and the two of us hand in hand

Everything was taken by the summer
with the half-finished conversations snuffed out
the ship’s sails torn up
Into the sea foam into the seaweed
It took everything, took it away
the oaths that trembled in the air, the wind
Everything was taken by the summer
and the two of us hand in hand

Όλα τα πήρε το καλοκαίρι
με τα μισόλογα τα σβησμένα
τα καραβόπανα τα σχισμένα.
Μες στις αφρόσκονες και τα φύκια
όλα τα πήρε τα πήγε πέρα
τους όρκους που έτρεμαν στον αέρα.
Όλα τα πήρε το καλοκαίρι
κι εμάς τους δύο χέρι με χέρι.

Βαθύ ποτάμι ο έρωτας
βαθύ κι αγριεμένο
που μέσα του ναυάγησα
χωρίς να λογαριάσω
το πως θα λύσω τη θηλιά
που με κρατά δεμένο
και που θα βρω την αντοχή
αντίκρυ να περάσω.

We’ll meet again at the same places
We’ll put our hands on each other’s shoulders
The same old songs will come back in our minds
Along with names and glimpses and streets

Eyes cant change their colour
[The same eyes] you and I remember
Nothing is ever lost
As long as we’re still alive and suffering
Eyes can’t change their colour
Just the way they look at you

So what if our friends are a bit changed?
Aren’t we also in our part?
We separated that night in Pangrati
But we still get to see each other in our dreams

Eyes can’t change their colour
[The same eyes] you and I remember
Nothing is ever lost
As long as we’re still alive and suffering
Eyes can’t change their colour
Just the way they look at you

Χρώμα δεν αλλάζουνε τα μάτια
που θυμάσαι και θυμάμαι
τίποτα δε χάθηκε ακόμα
όσο ζούμε και πονάμε
χρώμα δεν αλλάζουνε τα μάτια
μόνο τρόπο να κοιτάνε

There is no pain that hurts,
pain that can kill
like love which is hidden,
which is never shown.

I imagine I am hungry, but I am thirsty,
but I am not thirsty, I am sleepy;
but I am not sleepy, I stay awake
for you and I sigh.

My dark face,
Frankish monastery,
you do not show yourself, neither at the door
nor at the window.

Come out, let light break in the sky
which the world is deprived of
my mind and thoughts
which you have taken from me, give me back.

(translation: Eva Johanos)

Πρόβαλε φέξη τ’ ουρανού
και στέρηση του κόσμου
το νου μου και το λογισμό,
όπου μου πήρες, δώσ’ μου.

Καλύτερα να μη μιλάς
αν δεν πολυκατέχεις
Μα αν ξέρεις, μην κρατάς κρυφό
τον θησαυρό που έχεις
Μα αν ξέρεις, μην κρατάς κρυφό..