Melina Kana

I talk to the high and untrodden mountains
and I tell them about you
your beauty and your arched eyebrows
which are like old stone bridges

and they answered:
“stone bridges run to weeds
poor soul don’t be deceived’

I talk to sky’s black clouds
and I tell them about you
that when you walk wherever you step
barren soil blossoms

and they answered:
“Soil blossoms wherever it wants.
poor soul don’t be deceived”

I talk to the springs which live lonely
and I tell them about you
that when you look at me, when you say you love me
angels flutter

and they answered:
“these angels are made of paper
poor soul don’t be deceived”

Και μ’ απάντησαν:
“Είναι χάρτινοι οι αγγέλοι.
Άμοιρη ψυχή μη ξεγελαστείς.”

Σώμα που χορεύεις
κι έχεις οδηγό
μες τα κύτταρά σου
τον κοσμικό παλμό
με τη φιλντισένια μέση
χάραξε να σε χαρώ

All this world’s birds
wherever they flew
wherever their nest is built
wherever they warbled

Where a man’s mind can fly
where a man’s mind can rise
not even one of this world’s birds
has ever arrived

Like a sprite of the air shall I live
Like a sprite

Fiery breath it is
and Caucasus steppe
your meandering thought
that tells your dreams

No matter how many prisons they build
and if the cordon gets smaller
our vagrant mind
will always escape

Like a sprite of the air shall I live
Like a sprite

Like a sprite of the air shall I live
Like a sprite

Σαν αερικό θα ζήσω
σαν αερικό

Tonight the song will be like a prayer
it will be olive grove in a forgotten land
Tonight the song will be arms
for you to fit in, too, though you’re far away

Tonight nobody can cheat the moon
it caresses basil with the one hand
and I who am sleepless, up all night
don’t know if I will die or if I will be born again.

Tonight my heart will be an old
bicycle that wants to ride out in the sky
reach Massimo Troizi and tell him
that life can change overnight.

Tonight the song will be arms
for you to fit in, too, though you’re far away.

Απόψε το τραγούδι θα γίνει αγκαλιά
που θα χωράει κι εσένα κι ας είσαι μακριά.