Greek Soul

Mother Greece

death is sweet to a

do not fear

the life you gave me this to give you

with the blessing of the ancestors

and paean lips

Joined battle the vortex

bravely,

sacrifice valuable Goddess, the supreme virtue

light, dark beat

“Salamis … … …

“While fighting, would you believe it ‘

words of Themistocles in Evriviades

When seeking to fight

oracle …. the wooden walls … .. … Ships …

the destruction of the Persians and the crash

Oh Glory

Oh Virtue

Greek soul

Adi it overcomes

Country

word

remain unquenchable sweet lips

With the tube the flaming civilian

Greek hero fighting Bodybuilders

warriors with shields and spears rigged

and rowers in command of the oars hitting

Xerxes leads a thousand

but our two hundred and seven

the swiftness

and there, brave soul

the wound is wide open

by enemy sword

… … The countless ships burn the enemies … … … … shouts

oars pieces

the masts, the flame consumes the sea

wood swallows corpses

so many dead only one day … crying … the sea

Oh! Destiny bad barbarians crashing

Nike Stretch wings

indestructible with boughs of laurel

knit hero hoops

leaves triumph

Light of Freedom

and Immortal are mortals

kapardeli eftichia