Α SOLITARY SWALLOW

10 χρόνια μετά: "Σιωπή, Τιμή και Μνήμη"

Α SOLITARY SWALLOW and costly spring,
For the sun to turn it takes a job of work,
It takes a thousands dead sweating at the wheels.
It takes the living also giving up their blood.

God my Master Builder, You built me into the mountains,
God my Master Builder, You enclosed me in the sea!

Magicians carried off the body of May,
They buried the body in a tomb of the sea,
They sealed it up a deep well,
Its scent fills the darkness and all the Abyss.

God my Master Builder, You too among the Easter lilacs,
God my Master Builder, You felt the scent Resurrection.

THE AXION ESTI
THE PASSION
Α SOLITARY SWALLOW
ODYSSEUS ELYTIS