Konstantinos Argiros dedicates new zeibekiko to his beloved Athens (VIDEO) 3

Konstantinos Argiros, one of the most successful artists of his generation and one of the brightest figures in Greek music, has released a new zeibekiko.

The song released by Panik Platinum is dedicated to the Greek capital city and his search for his lost love. The song is titled ‘My Athens’ (Αθήνα Μου).

Konstantinos Argiros dedicates new zeibekiko to his beloved Athens (VIDEO) 4

A song with genuine emotions, social references and with the lyrics written by Lefteris Kintatos, it creates a sense of pride for Greece’s capital.

The best zeibekiko so far in 2020, it was released on YouTube less than two days ago and has already garnered about half a million views.

The video, directed by Giannis Dimolitsa, includes nostalgic touches from memories of an old Athens and is inspired by founders of timeless Greek music.

Argiros in the music video plays the role of a working-class man who brings out the misery of his soul in a picturesque tavern, as he desperately searches for his beloved in the capital.

It is worth noting that the music video for “My Athens” is an ode to the classic film “Evdokia” (1971) by Alexis Damianos, from which the legendary “Zeibekiko Tis Evdokias” written by Manos Loizos, became known.

Lyrics:

Χαμένος κάπου στα στενά προς Φιλοπάππου
εδώ που η πόλη καταφέρνει να μην βιάζεται
στο κέντρο άρχισε ο γύρος του θανάτου , βράδυ Σαββάτου
Ένας αέρας να τρυπάει το κορμί μου, εγώ βρεγμένος πιο πολύ απ´ την καμπαρτίνα μου,
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου.

Από το πάρκο με έχει πάρει το ντουμάνι
απ´ τα μπαλκόνια γιασεμί και νυχτολούλουδα
μια ξεκούρδιστη λατέρνα ίσα που πιάνει το Τσιτσάνη.

Τόσα χρόνια κάθε βράδυ και δε φτάνει κάποιος θα έλεγε πως έγινε ρουτίνα μου
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου.
Λύκος στη νύχτα η μοναξιά που ουρλιάζει
απόψε μέχρι και ο καιρός μαζί μου τα ´βαλε
και αφού η βροχή ποτέ δεν έγινε χαλάζι , γλυκοχαράζει.

Έχουν περάσει μήνες που είσαι μακρυά μου
και έχει θολώσει η κούκλα που είχα στη βιτρίνα μου
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου.

Χτυπάει η καμπάνα πένθιμα του Λουμπαρδιάρη
σα να μου λέει πως και σήμερα το χάσαμε
έχει γυρίσει στη φωλιά του το φεγγάρι και εγώ χαμπάρι.

Σ’ ένα παγκάκι με τα χέρια μαξιλάρι
με έχει δεμένο το μυαλό στη γκιλοτίνα μου
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου.

Λύκος στη νύχτα η μοναξιά που ουρλιάζει
απόψε μέχρι και ο καιρός μαζί μου τα ´βαλε
και αφού η βροχή ποτέ δεν έγινε χαλάζι , γλυκοχαράζει.
Έχουν περάσει μήνες που είσαι μακρυά μου
και έχει θολώσει η κούκλα που είχα στη βιτρίνα μου
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου
μα σε ψάχνω απεγνωσμένα στην Αθήνα μου.

Lyric Translation:

Lost somewhere on the roads close to Philopappou,
to the city that manages not to rush,
in the centre on Saturday night began the round of death.

Air pierces through my body, I’m wetter then my trench coat,
but I’m desperately looking for you, in my Athens.

A smell of smoke comes from the park,
Jasmine and night flowers smell from the balconies,
A barrel piano out of tune is barely even playing Tsitsanis.

All these years and every night but it’s not enough,
Someone would say that this has become my routine,
but I’m desperately looking for you, in my Athens.

Loneliness is a wolf howling at night,
Even the weather is against me tonight.
And since rain never became hail, it’s sweeten.

It’s been months since you’ve been away from me,
and the baby doll I had in my shop window is fading away,
but I’m desperately looking for you, in my Athens.

The bell at Lampadiaris church is ringing mournfully,
It’s like it’s telling me we lost once again today,
The moon has returned to its nest but I still haven’t noticed it.

In a bench with my hands as a pillow,
My mind has me tied up in my guillotine,
But I’m looking for you desperately, in my Athens.

Loneliness is a wolf howling at night,
Even the weather is against me tonight.
And since rain never became hail, it’s sweeten.

It’s been months since you’ve been away from me,
and the baby doll I had in my shop window is fading away,
but I’m desperately looking for you, in my Athens,
but I’m desperately looking for you, in my Athens.

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