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You quench your thirst from every source, o sea, from every river,
and spare us not a single one of our most manly menfolk.

Áya-móla, áya-léssa!1
Ah, sea, you are an old deceiver.

O sea, stretched out in front of me, you know how much I suffer.
O, bring me back from overseas the man I love so dearly.

Áya-móla, áya-léssa!
Ah, sea, you are an old deceiver.

O sea of heavenly delight and wave of sky-blue beauty,
bring back my love to me, to me, so I may cease my sighing.

Áya-móla, áya-léssa!
Ah, sea you are an old deceiver.

Translated by John Leatham

1Áya-móla, áya-léssa: nautical commands, ‘Slacken away, let go!’  

Θάλασσα απ' όλα τα νερά

Θάλασσα απ' όλα τα νερά και τα ποτάμια πίνεις
κι από τα παλικάρια μας κανένα δεν αφήνεις.

Έγια - μόλα, έγια - λέσα
αχ, βρε θάλασσα μπαμπέσα.

Θάλασσα που ’σ’ αγνάντια μου και ξέρεις τον καημό μου
φέρε μου από την ξενιτιά τον αγαπητικό μου.

Έγια - μόλα, έγια - λέσα
αχ, βρε θάλασσα μπαμπέσα.

Ω, θάλασσά μου ουρανιά και κύμα μου γαλάζιο
φέρε την αγάπη μου να μην αναστενάζω.

Έγια - μόλα, έγια - λέσα
αχ, βρε θάλασσα μπαμπέσα.

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Collaborators

  • Singer: Irini Liadaki, Katina Koukoulari, Maria Salteri
  • Violin: Yiorgos Konitopoulos
  • Musical supervision: Domna Samiou

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Notes

See also the songs You quench your thirst... o sea, sung by Domna Samiou and You quench your thirst... o sea, sung by Irini Konitopoulou-Legaki.

Recording information

Studio recording, 1965. Released in 45 rpm disc (Lyra LS 1099, 1965) supervised by Domna Samiou.

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