Σγουρέ βασιλικέ μου

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My curly basil, when did you grow so
and spread your branches, little one,
and steal my wits away?

Oh curly basil, dear little marjoram
‘tis you will part me from my mother.

Basil I will be, in your pot I shall grow
tended by your two hands.

Translated by Michael Eleftheriou

Σγουρέ βασιλικέ μου

Σγουρέ βασιλικέ μου, πότε μεγάλωσες
κι έριξες τα κλωνιά σου, το πουλάκι μου,
και με παλάβωσες.

Σγουρέ βασιλικέ μου, ματζουρανούλα μου
συ θα μ’ αποχωρίσεις απ’ τη μανούλα μου.

Βασιλικός θα γίνω, στη γλάστρα σου να μπω
να με κορφολογάνε τα χέρια σου τα δυο.

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Studio recording, 2005.

Based on Simon Karas' recording which belongs to the Association for the Dissemination of Greek National Music.

Watch a different version of the song by Domna Samiou

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