EDITOR’S NOTE (Nick Stamatakis). I was overcome by nostalgia today… Zambetas lived a couple of miles away from my home in Piraeus… and Christodoulou’s poetry is unsurpassed in its laconic simplicity… The song “Den Ehei Dromo Na Statho” (“There is no road to cross”) is one of the most iconic and moving pieces of Greek popular music. It combines the deeply human poetry of Kostas Christodoulou with the unique melodic power and distinctive style of Giorgos Zampetas. 

The song expresses the pain of loss, loneliness, and personal wandering. The narrator, trapped in a world without refuge or comfort, describes his emotional state through imagery of roads and wandering — a street with no pause, no rest, no hope. Zampetas’s music brings out the heartbreak in the lyrics, with the characteristic melodies of the bouzouki directly “conversing” with the listener’s inner world. The song has stood the test of time, powerfully performed by Zampetas himself and by other great artists, and remains a living testament to the authentic soul of Greek folk music.

BELOW THREE WONDERFUL VERSIONS FOLLOWED BY THE LYRICS IN ENGLISH AND IN GREEK… THE POETRY IS SUPERB EVEN IN TRANSLATION…

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A BEAUTIFUL MODERN PERFORMANCE BY RENA MORFI… The passion of the song comes out effortlessly…

 

THE ORIGINAL PERFORMANCE BY GIORGOS ZAMBETAS, SINGING PANOS TZANETIS…

ORCHESTRA ONLY… Even More Amazing!….

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ΣΤΙΧΟΙ – LYRICS IN GREEK AND ENGLISH

There is no road to cross

There is no road to cross
alley to walk through
Corner where i don’t remember you
day that i don’t cry

There isn’t [a] day that I don’t speak

Dusk that I don’t talk

night that I am not looking for you
to kiss you ever deeply
All of the hours became
voices that are calling for you
And the nights became tears
that are flowing in my heart.

 

Δεν έχει δρόμο να διαβώ

Δεν έχει δρόμο να διαβώ
σοκάκι να περάσω
Γωνιά να μη σε θυμηθώ
ημέρα να μη κλάψω
Δεν έχει μέρα να μην πω
βραδιά να μη μιλήσω
νύκτα να μη σ’ αναζητώ
βαθιά να σε φιλήσω
Όλες οι ώρες γίνανε
φωνή που σε φωνάζουν
κι οι νύκτες γίναν δάκρυα
που στη καρδιά μου στάζουν

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