Ερωτόκριτος [Erotókritos] [English translation]

And he took his lagouton and began walking slowly

and thats how he was singing; with sweet unique words that echoed through the palace

He had a sweet touch, a voice of a Nightingale

every heart who understood his message wept and cried heavily

My dear Aretousa, have you heard the sad news

your father has banished me to foreign roads

Four days he has given me to digest his request

and after that I am to go live abroad, somewhere very far away

And how can i break away from you, and how can I distance myself from you

And how will I live without you; in this separation

Now I know what's next; your father rushes to marry you

a prince, a young leader, a 'suitable match'; is what he seeks for you

And you can't refuse your parents commands

they beat your opinion, and your appetite for me changes

One favour I shall I ask from you my love, and that's all ill ever ask

and later full of joy I shall end my own life

At the time of your engagement express your unhappiness with a heavy groan

And when you're getting dressed for your wedding

burst out into tears and shout "Poor Erotokritos! I forgot my commitment to you, and now my love for you no longer exists"

And once a month inside your room

consider my sufferings so your heart can hurt for me

And go and get that drawing which you keep inside your dressing table

and the songs which I sung, whichever you loved most

And I promise to say that I was the unlucky one who never found you

Then, you may rid your love for me; like you would to the fire on a burning candle

And I promise I will tell the people how I was captured by the long hair of a women

and that the hair broke, and whatever I held dear in this world was lost

Forget about us for eternity, and rid yourself of any hope

and tell the people you never meet me, and ill tell them I never saw you

Better I meet death whilst still in love with you,

rather than live with another women in my life

For only you; was my body born into this world