“Saints”

Προς τιμήν των πυροσβεστών και πυροπαθών της Ρόδου και των άλλων περιοχών της Ελλάδος.

In honor of the firefighters and those that suffered from the fires on Rhodes and in other areas of Greece.

«Άγιοι»

“Saints”

As though they had never been born before,
as if it was a deception,
people that brought joy,
that came to me from heaven.
Saints who will not be celebrated,
for how can a fitting day
be found.
Those mindless ones
who faced fire
for their dream
a restful nest to find.
For them, there is no proper icon,
candle or votive lamp to shine,
only our sacred offerings
of honey, water, and wine,*
sparsely poured on the earth,
as we glimpse into the stars
from time to time.
In the pandemonium of life,
the dance of valor
their souls delight.
Oh! heart of mine
give me strength
one day to find,
that their endurance will be mine.

(English rendition from the original Greek poem)

«Άγιοι»
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BBvJCT3VxQ

“The Saints”
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BBvJCT3VxQ

*H χοή γινόταν με το αναποδογύρισμα και άδειασμα ενός αγγείου στο χώμα και προοριζόταν για τους χθόνιους θεούς και τους νεκρούς. Oι χοές μπορούσαν να γίνουν με μέλι, λάδι ή νερό.