Текст и перевод песни Χάρις Αλεξίου - O Fadaros (Live)

O Fadaros (Live)

Apopse pire adia, ke me tin tsepi adia,
Travai gia tin poli,
Richni ena "gia sou" sto frouro,
Saltari s'ena fortigo,
Ki o Charos den glitoni

Ela, stin parea mas, fantare
Katse, ki ena potiraki pare,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies

I poli san ti goissa, san tin palia archontissa,
Anavi ta kollie tis
Ma san ton ferni sta stena,
Ton kouventiazi i monaxia
Pou perni angkaze tis

Ela, stin parea mas, fantare
Katse, ki ena potiraki pare,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies

I dromi ton kourasane, parapona ton piasane,
Sto tavernaki beni
Kapion na vri gia ena pioto,
Na 'choun ton idio to kaimo,
Mazi na doun pou vgeni

Ela, stin parea mas, fantare
Katse, ki ena potiraki pare,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies,
Xechna stratones ke skopies,
Ki apo to brousko tis kardias mas pies

O Fadaros (Live)

Tonight is gone, and with the chain gone,
I work for the city,
Throw a "for you" to the guard,
Jump into a fort,
And Death is not a neighbor

Come, to our company, soldier
Sit down, and take a drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink

The city, like the wind, like the old mistress,
Lower her hair
But when he brings her to the streets,
Loneliness makes her talk
That surrounds her

Come, to our company, soldier
Sit down, and take a drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink

The road is tiring, complaints seize him,
In the tavern, he comes
To find someone for a drink,
To have the same burn,
Together, to see where it leads

Come, to our company, soldier
Sit down, and take a drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink,
Forget the barracks, and the posts,
And from the throat of our hearts, drink