“Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love; it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.” - Oscar Wilde
I spent most of the day gardening today, doing some heavy duty work that needed doing for a long time. The weather was perfect for it, overcast and cool, although a couple of showers did interrupt the goings-on. At the end of the day although fatigued, a sense of achievement was enough to make everything worth it…
A Greek song by Mihalis Hadjiyannis today:
Secret Kiss
Where does your mind wander, where are you flying?
To which sky’s limits?
And even when you look into my eyes,
Something steals you away from me.
Where do you travel secretly,
In which new land?
And even when in my embrace,
Something draws you there, away from me.
You’re hiding something from me again,
Some new secret,
Like the mark
On your neck…
Your secret kiss,
Every secret sigh, every caress,
Everything is there to see
On your secret mark.
What vows do you hide deep inside you,
What tortures you?
And when I ask you if you love me,
You turn away and cry…
Where does your mind wander, where are you flying?
To which sky’s limits?
And even when you look into my eyes,
Something steals you away from me.
Your secret kiss,
Every secret sigh, every caress,
Everything is there to see
On your secret mark.
A love mark on your neck
Changes your life,
But the mark I have,
Wounds my soul…
ΚΡΥΦΟ ΦΙΛΙ
Πού φεύγει ο νους σου πού πετάς,
στις άκρες ποιου ουρανού;
κι όταν στα μάτια με κοιτάς
κάτι σε κλέβει αλλού.
Πού ταξιδεύεις μυστικά,
Σε ποια καινούρια γη;
κι όταν σε παίρνω αγκαλιά
κάτι σε θέλει εκεί.
Κάτι μου κρύβεις πάλι
κάποιο μυστικό
όπως το σημάδι
που έχεις στο λαιμό.
Το κρυφό σου φιλί
κάθε ανάσα κρυφή κάθε χάδι
όλα φαίνονται εκεί
στο κρυφό σου σημάδι.
Ποιους όρκους μέσα σου φυλάς
τι σε παιδεύει πες
κι όταν ρωτάω αν μ' αγαπάς
αλλού γυρνάς και κλαις.
Πού φεύγει ο νους σου πού πετάς
στις άκρες ποιου ουρανού
κι όταν στα μάτια με κοιτάς
κάτι σε κλέβει αλλού.
Το κρυφό σου φιλί
κάθε ανάσα κρυφή κάθε χάδι
όλα φαίνονται εκεί
στο κρυφό σου σημάδι.
Ένα σημάδι στο λαιμό
σου αλλάζει τη ζωή
μα το σημάδι που έχω εγώ
χαράζει μια ψυχή.
I like this singer's voice NIc! Thanks for the translation of the lyrics.
ReplyDeleteInfidelity is a sensitive area with me and it song touched a sensitive spot.
This is very poignant, Nicholas ... and why can't everyone just fly together? Is this really too idealistic?
ReplyDeleteAnyway. I also wanted to say to you, I've re-set my main blog to friends-only - if you like, I'll send you an invite to read - especially because you might continue to be interested in my archaeology blogs - which are becoming more detailed - and, with the accompanying info on where I work/visit, just one of the reasons for my blog returning to private - for an eg - my recent blog about my experience, in the Museum, being privileged to handle some of the Bronze Age Egyptian, Mycenaean and Cypriot artefacts ... thought that would grab your interest!
Sorry for the change from your blog topic! And if we don't speak sooner, talk to you again sometime, for sure, later, dear Nic.