Πατησίων και Παραμυθιού γωνία [Patision ke paramithiou gonia] [English translation]

The dawn is rising on your blue mattress

I woke up wasted but I still love you

Pour some merry poison for the celebration,

WIth half a glass of gin and some absinthe

With grey chords and a la minore,

I whistle fast tunes of zeibekika to you1

Like a guy that's selling lottery tickets,

On the corner of Patision and Paramithiou2

I want to play a game with the grim reaper today

To become broke in the casino of your heart

To be united with all the scum of the earth

To have a taste of all the roses and their thorns

With grey chords and a la minore,

I whistle fast tunes of zeibekika to you

Like a guy that's selling lottery tickets,

On the corner of Patision and Paramithiou

With grey chords and a la minore,

I whistle fast tunes of zeibekika to you

Like a guy that's selling lottery tickets,

On the corner of Patision and Paramithiou

Like a guy that's selling lottery tickets,

On the corner of Patision and Paramithiou

1. Zeibekiko is a dance2. Streets in Athens

• Artist:Dimitris Mitropanos
• Album:Στου αιώνα την παράγκα