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The snow, moré, the snow shines white
on the mountain tops
and the sun shines in the gullies.

That’s how, moré, that’s how our brave klephts shine.
The Kolokotronis clan, moré, who ne’er deign
to set foot upon the ground.

They eat their bread astride their steeds,
and mounted fight in battle.
They attend church in the saddle,
and from it worship God.
’Tis from their mount
and the priest’s hand they take the bread of Christ.
And mounted they offer gold
to the saints and our most Holy Virgin.
But to Our Lord, Our Jesus Christ, they offer up their arms.

Translated by Michael Eleftheriou

Λάμπουν τα χιόνια στα βουνά

Κολοκοτρωναίικο

Λάμπουν τα χιό- μωρέ, τα χιόνια στα βουνά
κι ο ήλιος στα λαγκάδια
ν-έτσι λάμπει, μωρέ, λάμπει κι η κλεφτουριά.

Έτσι λάμπει κι η κλεφτουριά, οι Κολοκοτρωναίοι
π’ αυτοί δεν καταδέχουνται τη γης να την πατήσουν.
Καβάλα παν στην εκκλησιά, καβάλα προσκυνάνε,
καβάλα παίρν’ αντίδωρο απ’ του παπά το χέρι.
Φλωριά ρίχνουν στην Παναγιά, φλωριά ρίχνουν στους άγιους
και στον αφέντη το Χριστό ρίχνουνε τ’ άρματά τους.

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The Kolokotroneoi were a powerful and respected clan in Arcadia who played a leading role in the struggle for national freedom throughout the 18th century. Their pride and insubordination were legendary. Miranda Terzopoulou (2007)

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Studio recording, 2005.

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