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I Look For You In Salonica

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Since an empress fate sowed me,
An ancient Macedonian womb gave birth to me,
With an empty quiver I fight in the winter,
From the castle to the heart of Platamon.
 
Since a Phanariot path brings me,
A Salonican alley keeps me,
Come one night to make the promise,
Before the Vardaris wind wipes it away with a sponge.
 
I look for you,
I look for you in Salonica at dawn,
Your eyes are missing from the colours of dawn
I look for you,
I look for you with a violin and a moon,
The dream, you and the bow are missing.
 
Since I get drunk with a wine from Mount Athos,
And I sadden myself with a Constantinoplean heartache,
Find the knife that separates us in two,
And come here, to the bulwark of sadnesses.
 
Since on Olympus, the gods have decided it,
They gave the keys to the cold and committed suicide,
Now the day wakes up and sleeps alone,
With a scooter, a computer and a flute.
 
I look for you,
I look for you in Salonica at dawn,
Your eyes are missing from the colours of dawn
I look for you,
I look for you with a violin and a moon,
The dream, you and the bow are missing.