Στου Όθωνα τα χρόνια [Stou Othona Ta hronia] [English translation]

One afternoon

around the Acropolis,

The heartless thieves

made toy hot rocks

their hangout.

At Monastiraki,

the cruel guards,

In front of the king

are dancing

sirtaki

(REF:)

To Crete and Mani,

We will send a decree,

In cities and in villages.

We will send a decree,

For the policemen to come,

To kick out the brutes.

(INTERLUDE)

Down at the port,

The policemen are dancing.

They came but

their hearts are still

in Mani.

On Tuesday the guys

came in from Psiloriti.

They drink tsikoudia,

But their hearts are still

in Crete.

To Crete and Mani,

We will send a decree,

In cities and in villages.

We will send a decree,

For the policemen to come,

To kick out the brutes.

• Artist:Stavros Xarkhakos