Now the songs will have context, listen again and imagine the story. Is it like you had already imagined? In any case, Dance ! Opa a fresh can and remember many palikars call you The Big Souvlaki!!
Manolios the Shepherd sends his greetings and Old Ladis reminds you that you owe him money. The widow is jealous of your present happiness, but I have my hand on her breast as I write and she is willing, with a sigh, to bless your entire family. The Raki is gone, I smash my glass to your health and three others to your children. With my kerchief I wipe my tears for your honest wife and the trouble she must put up with! You scoundrel, have pity on her. Can you hear us all hereas we sing these songs, with wet eyes for your absence among us. More food !!..before we shame ourselves andmake you think we've turned into women.
"Opa," raise the pistol and fire "Patrizio Lives, and Lives Well!!" We remember you always and with a sprig of basil in your ear, a brush in your teeth and a guitar slung over your shoulder - a waist of 36 and a drip of sweat on the end of your nose. Palikir, we salute you!!
Manolios the Shepherd sends his greetings and Old Ladis reminds you that you owe him money. The widow is jealous of your present happiness, but I have my hand on her breast as I write and she is willing, with a sigh, to bless your entire family. The Raki is gone, I smash my glass to your health and three others to your children. With my kerchief I wipe my tears for your honest wife and the trouble she must put up with! You scoundrel, have pity on her. Can you hear us all hereas we sing these songs, with wet eyes for your absence among us. More food !!..before we shame ourselves andmake you think we've turned into women.
"Opa," raise the pistol and fire "Patrizio Lives, and Lives Well!!" We remember you always and with a sprig of basil in your ear, a brush in your teeth and a guitar slung over your shoulder - a waist of 36 and a drip of sweat on the end of your nose. Palikir, we salute you!!
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