The boat to Thassos
Lyrics: Leonidas
Music: Giorgis Nikas
Presentation: Leonidas, Alexandros Ktistakis
Cretan Lute: Yiannis
Baglama: Giorgis Nikas
Bass: Stelios Mpotsaris
Drums: Lucretia De Manchione
Artwork: Ioannis Oikonomakis
Year: 2020
Recording, mixing and mastering by Los Angelos (DJ Stigma) at GroundZero Sound & Designs
Drums recorded at Clepsydra Studio by Misdeal
What time does the boat to Thassos leave?
Even if I set off for sure I won’t make it
Till my eyes face the Tempi
Your big feast will be over
The table will be full
The radio will be playing
Songs that you groove on
and one of our songs so that you rap
The night will be dressed up
And the sea will be wearing her perfume
The Venus as an earring
And freshness from the tamarix
The poets will bring lyrics
And your friends will bring all the clapping
Some cool tobacco workers
Will second the ballads
There’ll be a couple of tough guys
Old rebels of ELAS
To accompany
The righteousness and freedom
What time does the boat to Thassos leave?
Even if I set off for sure I won’t make it
Till my eyes face the Tempi
Your big feast will be over
It might be my schedule
And my deferredness
Maybe its the fault of the winds
And’of the songs that they tell me
I never made it
My comrade, my faraway friend
I sent but only a gift
And one phone call a year
They scream tonight in the protest
for fake and bogus Macedonias
Ethnicism and rowdiness
The sheep along with the wolves
The invitation found me, swain
In your last feast
And tore me apart
But at least I’ll send you a song
What time does the boat to Thassos leave?
Even if I set off for sure I won’t make it
Till my eyes face the Tempi
Your big feast will be over