The Fall of Constantinople

Κάτω από τη σοφία σου Διοικούμε, Θεοτόκος Lightning! On the dome of the Holy Wisdom A glooming sight of despair For the final Roman emperor On the alarmed air Theotokos! Why have you forsaken me? And when the bells, so sombre Pleads the souls to pray The ghosts enchanted Sweeps in the barren streets, astray Theotokos! Why have you forsaken me? Theotokos! As you fade away from me And from the sea to the Golden Horn I watch the towers up high at my side The city of God, where the ancient glory of Rome Now meets the eastern shores Noble Mother, I open my arms to thee I will endure the assault of the oppressor And if the walls won't hold the night As they have done a hundred times I won't hide behind my crown For the honour of the fallen warriors Who now stand in the halls of light Forebearers, I open my arms to thee Theotokos! Why have you forsaken me? Theotokos! As you fade away from me As the child out of its womb The virgin leaving us to our doom Under an auspicious blood moon Yet our faith shall remain immune To leave the land of which I was once a son? To yield the walls of my fathers and live, but forever lost? If the will of God is the city must fall on this night I shall fall at the side of the warriors who gave up their life My sons! Do not forget! (I lay down to save our legacy) For we too long have loved and prayed our God (Not erased from history) To be afraid of the light My sons! (And if nothing remains tomorrow) Do not forsake! (Only silence and fearful shadows) Tomorrow we wake in the halls of light And shall be remembered like falling stars Falling stars Fight! Ride! To Death! To Glory! I dare not live in utter scorn Nor die in such a dooming fate The end of the line is nigh Γιατί πουλί μ' δεν κελαηδείς Πως κελαηδούσες πρώτα Για πώς μπορώ να κελαηδώ Με κόψαν τα φτερούδια μου Με πήραν τη λαλιά μου Μας πήρανε μπρ' αμάν την Πόλη μας Μας πήρανε μπρ' την Πόλη μας Την Πόλη μας Και την Αγια-Σοφιά μας Κλαίγει πικράν η Παναγιά