Καλλιτεχνικός Σύλλογος Δημοτικής Μουσικής Δόμνα Σαμίου

The dance is danced by Kaklamans, a pumpkin serves as drum¹.
In Trikeri’s old neighbourhood the Kaklamans were dancing.
They sang a song: o Kaklaman, your wife has given birth.
What did she have? A boy. When shall I see him? In the bow.
When shall I see him in the bow, luring octopuses?
When shall I see him in the stern, fishing with a line?
When shall I see him in the hold, bundling up the sponges?
They did their usual daily sting, to hell with all of them.

Translated by John Leatham

¹The dance is no more the dance of the Kaklamani than a pumpkin is a drum. This is a teasing song which also initiates young boys into their virtually inevitable fate. The Kaklamans must be members of a family or clan, named Kaklamanis.