Lyrics: Leuteris Papadopoulos
Music: Giannis Spanos
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The Sundays in Katerini
Leave with the rain
And the travelling troupes of actors
Play the Golfo alone.

And the soldiers like you
Twirl in the station
And wherever they meet with trains
Something chokes them in the throat.

Now you will be crying and you will be searching for me
And after you will be bending in the watchtower
Like the branches of the oleander
That were suffocated by the building sites.
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Οι Κυριακές στην Κατερίνη 
φεύγουν μαζί με τη βροχή
και τα μπουλούκια οι θεατρίνοι
παίζουν τη Γκόλφω μοναχοί

Και τα φαντάρια σαν κι εσένα
στριφογυρνάνε στο σταθμό
κι όπου ανταμώνουνε με τραίνα 
κάτι τους πνίγει στο λαιμό

Τώρα θα κλαις και θα με ψάχνεις 
κι απέ θα γέρνεις στη σκοπιά
σαν τα κλαδιά της πικροδάφνης 
που την επνίξαν τα γιαπιά
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Les dimanches chez Catherine
S’écoulent avec la pluie
Et les troupes de baladins
Montent seuls "Golfo"

Et les fantassins comme toi
Flânent dans la gare
Où ils rencontrent des trains
Quelque chose qui les serre à la gorge

Maintenant tu pleureras et tu me chercheras
Et ensuite tu te pencheras à la tour de guet
Comme les branches du laurier rose
Que les chantiers ont noyé
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Duminicile în Katerini
Pleacă odată cu ploaia
Şi trupele de actori ambulanţi
Joacă Golfo singure.

Şi soldaţii ca tine
Se învârt în gară
Şi oriunde se întâlnesc cu trenuri
Ceva îi sufocă în gât.

Acum vei plânge şi mă vei căuta
Şi apoi te vei apleca în turnul de pază
Ca ramurile leandrului
Pe care le-au sufocat şantierele.

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Οι Κυριακές Στην Κατερίνη (The Sundays in Katerini) - Piano Solo

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For the lost,
For those who mourn,
For the traumatised, displaced and suffering,
And those who care for them in Ukraine, Russia, Israel and Palestine and wider despite the bitterness,
Let there be peace in time
God bless
Dave

True Love.

Montie 𝄞