Απόσπασμα από τη συναυλία αφιέρωμα στο Μίκη θεοδωράκη για τα 90 του χρόνια,που δόθηκε στο Bergen από ερασιτέχνες Νορβηγούς χορωδούς στις 21 Μαρτίου 2015.
I feel deeply proud, not because I am Greek, but because the recognition of a human being like Mikis is universal. Beautiful performance and implementation of the song.
Congratulations to all of you!You have excellent voices and your greek is also very good!I am Greek and I am very happy and proud that Norwish people know the music of Mikis Theodorakis,the music of all the Greek people!
Takk for fantastisk fremføring av sangen. verden Mikis forlot. Men, det gjør ikke noe. Fordi hans musikk og tekster vil følge oss for alltid. Hvorfor nevner du ikke hvem som er de to damene som synger solo?
"Walking the streets of old that I used to love and hate immensely... walking in the shadows of homes the nights of the inevitable homecomings... in a city that is dead I find my insignificant presence at each corner I wish I could meet up with the lost ghost of my passion Forgotten but determined I keep walking still holding in my wet hands a trembling spark And I kept on walking throughout the night a stranger among strangers."
I feel deeply proud, not because I am Greek, but because the recognition of a human being like Mikis is universal.
Beautiful performance and implementation of the song.
Congratulations to all of you!You have excellent voices and your greek is also very good!I am Greek and I am very happy and proud that Norwish people know the music of Mikis Theodorakis,the music of all the Greek people!
Takk for fantastisk fremføring av sangen.
verden Mikis forlot. Men, det gjør ikke noe.
Fordi hans musikk og tekster vil følge oss for alltid.
Hvorfor nevner du ikke hvem som er de to damene som synger solo?
Μπράβο!!!!! Excellent!!!!!
Εύγε σας.
Άξιοι μπράβο τους
Μπραβο στους ΝΟΡΒΗΓΟΥΣ
Bravo! Excellent work!
Bravo!!! Well done!!! Fingers crossed!!!
love you
congratulations!
"Walking the streets of old that I used to love and hate immensely...
walking in the shadows of homes the nights of the inevitable homecomings...
in a city that is dead
I find my insignificant presence at each corner
I wish I could meet up with the lost ghost of my passion
Forgotten but determined I keep walking still holding in my wet hands a trembling spark
And I kept on walking throughout the night a stranger among strangers."
Σας ευχαριστούμε πολύ για την υπέροχη δουλειά σας! Χαιρετισμούς από την Ελλάδα.
Bravo à VOUS !!