Dimitris Mitropanos — S' Agapo San Amartia song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "S' Agapo San Amartia" by Dimitris Mitropanos.
Lyrics
Στίχοι: Λάκης Τεάζης
Μουσική: Σπύρος Παπαβασιλείου
Πρώτη εκτέλεση: Δημήτρης Μητροπάνος
Κάθεσαι στο μπαλκονάκι
σαν λουλούδι αθάνατο
μα εγώ σαν τ' αηδονάκι
παίζω με το θάνατο.
Δε με νοιάζει κι αν πεθάνω
δε με νοιάζει κι αν χαθώ
ένα μόνο με μαραίνει
που μ' αφήνεις μοναχό.
Σ' αγαπώ σαν αμαρτία
σε μισώ σαν φυλακή.
Κόψε με αν θες στα τρία
στάλα αίμα δεν θα βγει.
Τα βελούδινά σου χείλη
δε ματώσανε ποτές
είσαι η καύτρα στο καντήλι
που το λάδι μου το καις.
Στα μαλλιά σου κρέμασέ με
χτυποκάρδι και βρισιά
να μη βλέπω άλλα χείλη
να σου πίνουν τη δροσιά.
I love you as a sin
You’re sitting in the balcony
as an immortal flower
but me as the nightingale
I play with the death.
I don’t care even if I die
I don’t care either even if I get lost
only one (thing) withers me that you leave me alone.
I love you as a sin
I hate you as a prison.
Cut me if you want into three pieces
not even a drop of blood will come out.
Your velvet lips
they have never bled
you’re the snuff in the candle
that you burn my oil.
Hang me on your hair
heartbeat and swear
not to see other lips
to drink the coolness from you.
Lyrics translation
Lyrics: Lakis Teazis
Music: Spyros Papavassiliou
First performance: Dimitris Mitropanos
Sitting on the balcony
like a flower immortal
but I like The Nightingale
I play with death.
I don't care if I die.
I don't care if I get lost.
one only Withers me
leaving me alone.
I love you like a sin
I hate you like a prison.
Cut me in three if you want.
a trickle of blood won't come out.
Your velvet lips
they never bled.
you are the kaitra in the candle
for burning my oil.
In your hair hang me
beating heart and swearing
see no more lips
to drink the dew from you.
I love you as a sin
You’re sitting in the balcony
as an immortal flower
but me as the nightingale
I play with the death.
I don’t care even if I die
I don’t care either even if I get lost
only one (thing) withers me that you leave me alone.
I love you as a sin
I hate you as a prison.
Cut me if you want into three pieces
not even a drop of blood will come out.
Your velvet lips
they have never bled
you’re the snuff in the candle
that you burn my oil.
Hang me on your hair
heartbeat and swear
not to see other lips
to drink the coolness from you.