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Δακρυσμένα αγγελούδια-Crying Angels-(Translation in english)

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Ποίηση- απαγγελία: Άννα ΜπιθικώτσηPoetry and Recitation: Anna Bithikotsi-Μουσική-Ενορχήστρωση: Σωτήρης Δογάνης-Music-Instrumentation: Sotiris Doganis-Από το cd του Σωτήρη Δογάνη "Η Ζωή εν Τάφω..."-From the CD "Η Ζωή εν Τάφω..." (Life in the Tomb) by Sotiri Dogani. Translation by Matina Chatzichristou.
"ΝΑ ΤΗ ΘΥΜΑΣΤΕ ΤΟΥΤΗ ΤΗ ΝΥΧΤΑ"
Remember this night (Crying Angels)
The sad night,the voice of nature with the cry of the stars,said:
"Remember this night"
"Remember this night"
the rain drops whispered as the washed the Holy soil.
"Remember this night"
said the hanging red oil candle of the sky
the sad icon of the sun
and the purple clouds of the rainfall
were looking at the Holy Body that was without breath.
"Remember this night"
said the sea and purple its waves were painted
as they hugged the bitter land like a hurt mother.
"Remember this night"
said the lily which grew at the Calvary(the way that Jesus walked up the hill to get crucified)
and drank the Holy water from the last Holy tear.
"Remember this night"
said the coloured birds as they looked for a nest.
"Remember this night"
said the fields and the mountains and the trees folded their branches into the shape of the Holy cross.
"Remember this night"
said the earth and the sky and afterwards they ripped in half from deep sadness.
"Remember this night"
said the air whilst the crying angels drew hurricanes of sadness on its lips.
All these voices echoed century after century,
for that night to travel with the mourning of the world.
For the generations to remember the whispers and screams of nature.
To not forget the sacrifice which drove this small and mega world to the roads of the Kingdom of Heaven.
Remember this night.
Poetry: ANNA BITHIKOTSI.
"ΝΑ ΤΗ ΘΥΜΑΣΤΕ ΤΟΥΤΗ ΤΗ ΝΥΧΤΑ"
Remember this night (Crying Angels)
The sad night,the voice of nature with the cry of the stars,said:
"Remember this night"
"Remember this night"
the rain drops whispered as the washed the Holy soil.
"Remember this night"
said the hanging red oil candle of the sky
the sad icon of the sun
and the purple clouds of the rainfall
were looking at the Holy Body that was without breath.
"Remember this night"
said the sea and purple its waves were painted
as they hugged the bitter land like a hurt mother.
"Remember this night"
said the lily which grew at the Calvary(the way that Jesus walked up the hill to get crucified)
and drank the Holy water from the last Holy tear.
"Remember this night"
said the coloured birds as they looked for a nest.
"Remember this night"
said the fields and the mountains and the trees folded their branches into the shape of the Holy cross.
"Remember this night"
said the earth and the sky and afterwards they ripped in half from deep sadness.
"Remember this night"
said the air whilst the crying angels drew hurricanes of sadness on its lips.
All these voices echoed century after century,
for that night to travel with the mourning of the world.
For the generations to remember the whispers and screams of nature.
To not forget the sacrifice which drove this small and mega world to the roads of the Kingdom of Heaven.
Remember this night.
Poetry: ANNA BITHIKOTSI.
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