Lyrics Savvato - Giorgos Mazonakis

Savvato (original)

Mes to domago
Kathe apovadro
Se thimame kai
Vasanizomai
Kai I paraskeui
Mera thliveri
Kai thimame emas
Tin paramoni

Kathe vradi tou savvatou
Klaiw kai eimai tou thanatou
Exaitias sou
Tetia mera vgename exw
Kai twra monos pws na antexw
Tin apousia sou
Tin apousia sou
Tin apousia sou
Pempti to prwi
Ligi sinefia
Mia geusi apo
Apo monaxia
Kai I paraskeui
Mera vroxeri
Klaiei kai o Theos
Pou eimai monaxos

Kathe vradi tou savvatou
Klaiw kai eimai tou thanatou
Exaitias sou
Tetia mera vgename exw
Kai twra monos pws na antexw
Tin apousia sou
Tin apousia sou
Tin apousia sou

Savvato (translation)

Within the hush of home, I walk alone,
Each twilight’s footstep echoes through the gloom,
I summon you—your shadow flickers near,
And longing twists my soul with silent flame,
Even Friday’s light
Wears sorrow’s veil, a day bewitched by grief,
And I recall ourselves—
Those eves we waited on the world’s last edge,

Each Saturday night returns,
I weep—the chill of death my only shroud,
Through you, beloved—
On such a day we crossed the city’s skin,
Now, left alone, what strength remains for me
But absence—yours
But absence—yours
But absence—yours
Thursday at dawn—
A shroud of cloud, the sky’s dim brocade,
A taste remains—
A draught distilled from solitude’s cold spring,
And even Friday’s light
Is sodden now, a day of drumming rain,
Even God, tonight, is weeping,
To see me stranded, lone upon the earth,

Each Saturday night returns,
I weep—the chill of death my only shroud,
Through you, beloved—
On such a day we crossed the city’s skin,
Now, left alone, what strength remains for me
But absence—yours
But absence—yours
But absence—yours