Lazarus Saturday Carol

Πού ’σαι Λάζαρε

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– Where are you, Lazarus?
We hear your voice no longer,
your mother and your sister search
both high and low to find you.
– Why, I was in the earth,
laid deep within the earth,
it was my foes, my foes
who drained me of my vigour.
– Palms in plenty on Palm Sunday,
we eat fish and mackerel,
on the Sunday following
we shall feast on a fat lamb.

Translated by John Leatham

Πού ’σαι Λάζαρε

– Πού ’σαι Λάζαρε, πού είναι η φωνή σου
που σε γύρευε η μάνα κι η αδερφή σου.
– Ήμουνα στη γη, στη γη βαθιά χωμένος
κι από τους εχθρούς, εχθρούς βαλαντωμένος.

Βάγια, βάγια των βαγιών,
τρώνε ψάρια, τον κολιόν
και την άλλη Κυριακή,
ψήνουν το παχύ αρνί.

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Studio recording, 1974. 

Domna Samiou taped in Akraifnion, Viotia, in 1972.

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