Basking in blue beneath the Greek sky
One boat, then two, then three boats
are sailing off singing.
Pecking at the sky,
One bird, then two, then three birds
are making good weather.
In the alleys, with a sharp crack
one shutter, then two, then three shutters
are slammed by the wind.
And merrily with
a child, then two, then three children,
they dance cheerfully.
(chorus:)
I love so much
this port far away
that the sun lights
with golden gleams.
I love so much
under their orange caps,
all the angel faces
of the Piraeus children.
I also dream of having one day
One child, then two, then three children
playing as they do.
Always along the banks
One girl, then two, then three girls
with nice eyes.
Our love will become
one love, ten, a thousand loves
basking in blue.
And our children will become lads
That some girls, one day
Will make them happy.
(chorus)