Kristi Stassinopoulou


(from  the album « Echotropia » music: Kalyviotis, lyrics: Stassinopoulou)

One night I want to drift away to the horizon’s edge

To wash myself at dawn, in heaven’s shedding tears


One night I want to loose myself in the city’s waste

Have ashes for a wedding dress, charcoal for jewels


Open your arms, do a circle

Rotate with out fear in the garden of heaven


One night I want to drift away, to the wind’s threshing floor

To put myself in the whirlwind of aerial war



(from  the album « Echotropia » trad from Persia, lyrics: Stassinopoulou)



In the desert’s depths, in castles faraway

Age-old secrets buried in the sand

Songs forgotten, that celebrate love

They say prince Majnoun is still alive


Beyond Samarkande, in inns and backyards

Wandering troubadours play with seven chords

Songs of war echoing in the desert

Galloping Assassins, spreading despair


In Asia’s far horizon, with opium and hash

Tales are narrated, of distant times

Mystified travelers with a hazy mind

Say they met the Mountain’s Old Man


Translated in English by Thalia Iakovidou