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My Blooming Violet

Βιολέτα μ' ανθισμένη
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Original Lyrics
Βιολέτα μ' ανθισμένη
Bιολέτα μ’ ανθισμένη, βιολέτα μ’ ανθισμένη, βρ’ αμάν-αμάν
βιολέτα μ’ ανθισμένη με φύλλα πράσινα,
φέρω τον έρωτά σου με χίλια βάσανα.
Βιολέτα μ’ ανθισμένη γέρν’ η κορφάδα σου
και ποιός θα τη γλεντίσει την ομορφάδα σου.
Information
- Region: Central Greece
- Type: Couplets
- Categories: Love Song
- Rhythm: 7 beats
- Dance style: Kalamatianos
- Duration: 02:49
Collaborators
- Singer: Lambros Papathanasiou
- Clarinet: Vassilis Skaliotis
- Musical supervision: Domna Samiou
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Recording information
Studio recording, 1967. Released in 45 rpm disc (Fidelity 7404, 1967) supervised by Domna Samiou (Recordings in 45 RPM). Later, in 2008, Yiorgos Tsambras included the track in the CD collection Mousiko Odiporiko 1959-1969 (Universal Music, 2008).
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