tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62723313192359973662012-01-26T04:02:58.412+02:00ΥΛΙΚΗ Ή ΠΝΕΥΜΑΤΙΚΗ ΔΗΜΙΟΥΡΓΙΑargy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gifblogspot/bPXochttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-54681242474846899602012-01-12T01:52:00.001+02:002012-01-12T02:27:57.657+02:002012-01-12T02:27:57.657+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vieira/82668115/" title="Laguna Alalay, que dá nome a Cochabamba by Vieira, on Flickr"><img alt="Laguna Alalay, que dá nome a Cochabamba" height="179" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/40/82668115_ce54db6ccd_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">ΤΡΑΓΟΥΔΙΣΜΑ</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Η πατρίδα μου έχει βουνά</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">όχι θάλασσα</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Κύματα σταριού και σιτοβολώνες</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">όχι θάλασσα</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Αφρό γαλάζιο τα πευκοδάση</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">όχι θάλασσα</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Και τη βραχνή χορωδία του ανέμου</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">χωρίς θάλασσα.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><a href="http://www.boliviaweb.com/poetry/cerruto.htm">Όσκαρ Σερρούτο</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Απόδοση από τα ισπανικά: </span><span style="color: #45818e;">Αργυρώ Χ.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cesarangel/3657527537/" title="Bolivia.Cochabamba.La Loma. Fiesta de la  “Pachi Pachamama Pascuaricusunchej” by César Angel. Zaragoza, on Flickr"><img alt="Bolivia.Cochabamba.La Loma. Fiesta de la  “Pachi Pachamama Pascuaricusunchej”" height="180" src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2419/3657527537_38b31afa51_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e;">CANTAR</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mi patria tiene montañas</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">no mar</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Olas de trigo y trigales</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">no mar</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Espuma azul los pinares,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">no mar</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Y el coro ronco del viento</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">sin mar.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><a href="http://www.boliviaweb.com/poetry/cerruto.htm">Oscar Cerruto</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span></div><div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"><a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"><img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=58b086bc-21b6-4c17-899e-2ce730d76466" style="border: none; float: right;" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-5468124247484689960?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=T4MaSsiFpyw:LcfBIS0LGJo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=T4MaSsiFpyw:LcfBIS0LGJo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/T4MaSsiFpyw" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2012/01/cantar-oscar-cerruto-1912-1981.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-35728777019704669672012-01-04T04:09:00.003+02:002012-01-04T04:24:33.191+02:002012-01-04T04:24:33.191+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <div><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="c861fe0d-321e-8a8b-c382-fa23f8f4c1ea" style="height: 298px; width: 420px;"><param name="movie" value="http://static.issuu.com/webembed/viewers/style1/v2/IssuuReader.swf?mode=mini&amp;viewMode=singlePage&amp;embedBackground=%237fc225&amp;backgroundColor=%23222222&amp;documentId=120104014031-e47cca45bf824b59a836711c6b4243dd" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/><param name="menu" value="false"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed src="http://static.issuu.com/webembed/viewers/style1/v2/IssuuReader.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" menu="false" wmode="transparent" style="width:420px;height:298px" flashvars="mode=mini&amp;viewMode=singlePage&amp;embedBackground=%237fc225&amp;backgroundColor=%23222222&amp;documentId=120104014031-e47cca45bf824b59a836711c6b4243dd" /></object><br /> <div style="text-align: left; width: 420px;"><a href="http://issuu.com/argy57/docs/e.galanou_kapote?mode=window&amp;backgroundColor=%23222222" target="_blank">Open publication</a> - Free <a href="http://issuu.com/" target="_blank">publishing</a> - <a href="http://issuu.com/search?q=galanou" target="_blank">More galanou</a></div></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">...Ταξίδεψε κάποτε κι αυτός ανάμεσα στους θεατρίνους που ευφραίνουνε τις μικρές πολιτείες. 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dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7T92JpYdw5U/Tv51lZn7OTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/wsAuBJhhWSs/s1600/fotos+415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7T92JpYdw5U/Tv51lZn7OTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/wsAuBJhhWSs/s320/fotos+415.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">Η Ελλάδα, &nbsp;μέσα από τα μάτια του Χουάν ντε Μένα, Ισπανού ποιητή του 15ου αιώνα.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">XLV</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Από την Μεσόγειο μέχρι τη μεγάλη θάλασσα</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Από του Νοτιά τη μεριά &nbsp;είδαμε όλη την Ελλάδα</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Τη Χαονία, Μολοσσία, Καλυδωνία, Βοιωτία,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Tην Ήπειρο, &nbsp;με την πηγή της την μοναδική</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Που αν δοκιμάσεις ν' ανάψεις κεριά</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Σβηστά τα βάζεις κι ανάβουν μετά:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Αν αναμμένα μπουν, σβήνουν &nbsp;ξανά:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Αφού φωτιά μπορεί να δώσει &nbsp;και να κλέψει φωτιά.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">XLVI</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Η μεγάλη Θεσσαλία μας παρουσιάστηκε,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Και το βουνό Όλυμπος που σ' αυτήν απλώνεται,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Σε ύψος τα νέφη ξεπερνά,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Την Αρκαδία και την Κόρινθο αγκαλιάζοντας:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Και από τις Άλπεις είδα να υψώνεται&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Μέχρι του μεγάλου Ωκεανού τα πέρατα&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Η Ιταλία, που από τους Ρωμαίους&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Σατουρνία τη χρυσή εποχή ονομάστηκε.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Απόσπασμα από: <i>Ο Λαβύρινθος της Τύχης</i> (1444),</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Χουάν ντε Μένα</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Απόδοση από τα ισπανικά: Αργυρώ Χ.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" rel="license"><img alt="Άδεια Creative Commons" src="http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/3.0/88x31.png" style="border-width: 0;" /></a><br /> Το έργο με τίτλο <span href="http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/Text" property="dct:title" rel="dct:type" xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/">"O Λαβύρινθος της Τύχης(XLV,XLVI)"</span> από τον δημιουργό<a href="http://www.blogger.com/argy57.blogspot.com" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#">Αργυρώ Χ.</a> διατίθεται με την άδεια <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" rel="license">Creative Commons Αναφορά Δημιουργού-Μη Εμπορική Χρήση-Όχι Παράγωγα Έργα 3.0 Μη εισαγόμενο </a>.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_c_qSPRTTaA/Tv5wUcykMPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-nzcNWtz6i0/s1600/Greece%252C+Athens+-+Eynard+Hall-Cartographical+Museum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="315" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_c_qSPRTTaA/Tv5wUcykMPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-nzcNWtz6i0/s400/Greece%252C+Athens+-+Eynard+Hall-Cartographical+Museum.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Grecia, a través de los ojos de Juan de Mena, poeta español del siglo XV.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">XLV</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Del mediterraneo contra la gran mar</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Del parte del Auftro vimos toda Grecia</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Chaonia, Molofsi, Calydonia, Beocia,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Epiro, y fu fuente la muy fingular,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">En la qual fi hachas queriendo prouar</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Muertas metieren, fe encienden de huego:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Si biuas las meten amatan fe luego:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Ca puede dar huegos, y huegos robar.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">XLVI</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">La grande Theffalia nos fue demoftrada,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Y el Olympo monte que enella refede,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">El qual en altura las nuues excede,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Arcadia y Corintho teniendo abraçada:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Y defde los Alpes vi fer leuantada</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Hafta los lindes del gran Oceano</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Italia, que ante del pueblo Romano</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Saturnia fue enla era dorada.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Fragmentos de: <i>El Laberinto de Fortuna </i>(1444),</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Juan de Mena</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><br /> </span></div><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-6656948859182325434?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=7H8npudRzI4:YIS0K24uS6Y:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=7H8npudRzI4:YIS0K24uS6Y:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/7H8npudRzI4" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2011/12/xlv-xlvi-juan-de-mena-1411-1456.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-24799806911184534932011-12-29T02:21:00.005+02:002012-01-12T02:25:31.660+02:002012-01-12T02:25:31.660+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CruoNkhsqM/Tvuo71sLiyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EZ9oG1jnzDE/s1600/2ec1673156eed569444e122bx2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CruoNkhsqM/Tvuo71sLiyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EZ9oG1jnzDE/s400/2ec1673156eed569444e122bx2.jpg" width="342" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">Όταν τα μάτια μου ατένισαν</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">του ουρανού σου τους δυο ήλιους,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">είδαν &nbsp;κάποια σύννεφα πορφυρά</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">και έμειναν θαμπωμένα.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">Αλλά και που δεν έβλεπαν</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">συνέχισαν το λαμπύρισμα τους,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">γι' αυτό φυλάξου απ' αυτά,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">ακόμα και να σου προκαλούν οργή,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">είναι ηλιοτρόπια τα μάτια μου</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;">των ματιών σου &nbsp;όμορφοι ήλιοι.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">Απόδοση από τα ισπανικά, </span><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">&nbsp;Αργυρώ Χ.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" rel="license"><img alt="Άδεια Creative Commons" src="http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/3.0/88x31.png" style="border-width: 0;" /></a><br /> Το έργο με τίτλο <span href="http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/Text" property="dct:title" rel="dct:type" xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/">Σε κάποια μάτια</span> από τον δημιουργό<a href="http://www.blogger.com/argy57.blogspot.com" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#">Αργυρώ Χ.</a> διατίθεται με την άδεια <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" rel="license">Creative Commons Αναφορά Δημιουργού-Μη Εμπορική Χρήση-Όχι Παράγωγα Έργα 3.0 Μη εισαγόμενο </a>.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mywmcbuc0F4/Tvuvt7BfoEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZBz5C4xzZe0/s1600/559059c938308b05f005dbb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mywmcbuc0F4/Tvuvt7BfoEI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZBz5C4xzZe0/s400/559059c938308b05f005dbb.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">A unos ojos </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Cuando mis ojos miraron</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">de tu cielo los dos soles,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">vieron tales arreboles</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">que sin vistas se quedaron.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Mas por ciegos no dejaron</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">de seguir por su destellos,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">por lo que duelete de ellos,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">que aunque te cause enojos,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">son girasoles mis ojos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">de tus ojos soles bellos.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">Manuel Martínez de Navarrete&nbsp;</span></div><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-2479980691118453493?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=2Fw2mK8IZps:3gHjdLrJMY8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=2Fw2mK8IZps:3gHjdLrJMY8:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/2Fw2mK8IZps" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2011/12/manuel-martinez-de-navarrete-1768-1809.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-91142741495515388962011-12-21T04:49:00.001+02:002011-12-23T02:51:05.576+02:002011-12-23T02:51:05.576+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/backgraound/thFallingLeavescard_animated-1-1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="222" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/backgraound/thFallingLeavescard_animated-1-1.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Στα μαραμένα φύλλα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Αιωρείται η εποχή</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Ο κήπος είναι γεμάτος κομμένα χέρια</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Κλείστε μου την καρδιά</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Κλείστε μου τα μάτια</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Έχω απαυδήσει να συλλέγω θανάτους</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Αλίμονο</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Οι παπαρούνες μονάχα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Ξαναβρίσκουν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Το αίμα τους στη χλόη</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Οι άνθρωποι πια δεν γνωρίζουν μουσική</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Τα δέντρα εξαφανίστηκαν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">Έμεινε μόνο ο ουρανός</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><i>Φύλλα ύπνου</i>, 1949</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/background-33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="251" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/background-33.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e69138;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">SIN MÚSICA</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">En las hojas secas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Se mece la estación</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">El jardín está lleno de manos cortadas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Cerrad mi corazón</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Cerrad mis ojos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Estoy cansado de coger muertos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Ay&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Sólo las amapolas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Vuelven a encontrar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Su sangre en la hierba</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Los hombres ya no conocen la música</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Los árboles han desaparecido</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Sólo quedó el cielo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #45818e;">Takis Varvitsiotis, 1949</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Traducción: Horacio Castillo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-9114274149551538896?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=dMkqSY4Uqc4:4N1XA3O-nCY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=dMkqSY4Uqc4:4N1XA3O-nCY:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/dMkqSY4Uqc4" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-79000256015207003172011-08-08T03:46:00.009+03:002011-12-23T02:52:20.135+02:002011-12-23T02:52:20.135+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <br /> <br /> <title> ΓΡΆΦΟΥΜΕ ΠΟΙΉΜΑΤΑ ΣΗΜΑΊΝΕΙ, Χρήστος Λάσκαρης </title><br /> <br /> <br /> <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/backgraound/paperbackground-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/backgraound/paperbackground-1.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Γράφουμε ποιήματα σημαίνει&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">εμποδίζουμε το θάνατο,&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">δεν τον αφήνουμε να εκδηλωθεί.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Με λέξεις τον τυλίγουμε</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">με όμορφα επίθετα.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.poiein.gr/archives/2252/index.html">Χρήστος Λάσκαρης</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="229" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hVb78cEUs9g" width="350"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">ESCRIBIR POEMAS SIGNIFICA</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">Escribir poemas significa</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">estorbar a la muerte,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">no dejarla que se manifieste.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">Con palabras la envolvemos,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">con hermosos adjetivos.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://www.flytoistros.com/modules.php?name=News&amp;file=article&amp;sid=538">Christos Laskaris</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">Traducción:&nbsp;<a href="http://www.vuelodigital.com.ar/seccion_detalle.php?id=271">Horacio Castillo</a></span></div><br /> </div><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-7900025601520700317?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=b1Xh7yFAfEE:GPUEws6JY6c:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=b1Xh7yFAfEE:GPUEws6JY6c:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/b1Xh7yFAfEE" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-20691060291394718432011-08-03T02:42:00.016+03:002012-01-12T02:30:01.884+02:002012-01-12T02:30:01.884+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7mWX0ytgwk/TjiRcfeKO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pEDza51hNLY/s1600/background-27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_7mWX0ytgwk/TjiRcfeKO4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/pEDza51hNLY/s400/background-27.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> (Marcello)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ότι προσμένουμε διατρέχει ένα λαβύρινθο</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">μέχρι να μας φτάσει.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Σ' αυτές τις νότες</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">ακούω πως πλησιάζει κουρασμένο, αργό, αγνό.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ό,τι ξέρουμε</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">πάλλεται εδώ για μια στιγμή,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;σχεδιάζει ένα σημείο,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">θέτει μέσ' απ' τον ίσκιο ένα ερώτημα</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">λεπτό και ασαφές.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ό,τι &nbsp;κάποτε τυχόν υπηρετήσαμε</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">τώρα υποκλίνεται υπάκουο, ευλαβές.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">Ό,τι έχουμε μοιάζει</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">μ' αυτήν την ομορφιά</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">που αγγίζει την ψυχή μας</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">κι επιστρέφει στους αχανείς διαδρόμους της.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <a href="http://www.poesiadigital.es/index.php?cmd=poeta&amp;id=19">Antonio Cabrera</a>&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <i>&nbsp;</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"><i>Στην Αέναη εποχή</i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Απόδοση από τα ισπανικά: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;">Τμήμα &nbsp;Ισπανικής και Ισπανοαμερικάνικης ποίησης, &nbsp;<a href="http://atenas.cervantes.es/gr/default.shtm">Cervantes</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gTHnVDJB7eQ" width="350"></iframe></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;">OBOE</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;">(Marcello)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Todo lo que esperamos recorre un laberinto</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">hasta alcanzarnos.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;En estas notas</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">escucho como llega, cansado, lento, puro.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Todo lo que sabemos</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">vibra aquí un instante,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;dibuja un signo,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">abre desde la sombra una interrogación</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">delicada y confusa.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Cuanto una vez acaso obedecimos</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">se inclina ya, sumiso, reverente.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Todo lo que tenemow se parece</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">a esta belleza</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">que toca nuestra alma</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">y vuelve hacia sus vastos pasadizos.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">&nbsp;<a href="http://www.poesiadigital.es/index.php?cmd=poeta&amp;id=19">Antonio Cabrera</a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">&nbsp;</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">En la estación perpetua</span> </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">&nbsp;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-2069106029139471843?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=hWpBww8nMic:xCwz7MBXR7o:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=hWpBww8nMic:xCwz7MBXR7o:qj6IDK7rITs"><img 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property="dct:title" rel="dct:type" xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/">Αφιερωμένο</span> από τον δημιουργό<a href="http://www.blogger.com/argy57.blogspot.com" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#">Αργυρώ Χ.</a> διατίθεται με την άδεια <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/" rel="license">Creative Commons Αναφορά Δημιουργού-Μη Εμπορική Χρήση-Όχι Παράγωγα Έργα 3.0 Μη εισαγόμενο </a>.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-5717506230137073763?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=epypbsSbcrY:onEpbNCeebY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qL3aUAfzMu0/TjNUf8Nsv8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1UmPEZk4kRk/s320/ea9068b99cac4322a84e71bdk2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">ΑΣΤΕ ΜΕ ΜΟΝΟ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Η μια αλήθεια έχει το χρώμα της στάχτης,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">η άλλη αυτό του πλανήτη.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Όμως όλες οι αλήθειες από τη γη ως τη γη</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">δεν αξίζουν όσο εκείνη η αλήθεια</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">που δεν έχει το χρώμα τους,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">που αγνοεί πως ο άνθρωπος γίνεται χιόνι.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Κι όσο για το ψέμα, αρκεί να πεις "αγαπώ"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">και ήδη φυτρώνει μέσα στις πέτρες</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">και ανθίζει, και αντί για φύλλα φέρνει φιλιά,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">αντί για αγκάθια αγκάθια.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Η αλήθεια, το ψεύδος,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">μοιάζουν χείλη γαλάζια,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">το ένα μιλά, το άλλο μιλά</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Αλλά ποτέ δεν προδίδουν, αλήθειες ή ψεύδη,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">το φρικτό μυστικό τους.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Αλήθειες και ψεύδη είναι πουλιά&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">που αποδημούν όταν τα μάτια πεθαίνουν.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.los-poetas.com/b/cern.htm">Λουίς Θερνούδα</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">16 Αυγούστου 1929</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Μετάφραση: <a href="http://www.koutsourelis.gr/index1.php?">Κώστας Κουτσουρέλης</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hc3qXpvCr90" width="350"></iframe></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">DEJADME &nbsp;SOLO</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Una verdad &nbsp;es color ceniza</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Otra verdad es color de planeta</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Ma todas las verdades, desde el suelo hasta el suelo,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">No valen la verdad sin color de verdades,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">La verdad ignorante de c;omo el hombre suele encarnarse</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">en la nieve.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">En cuanto a la mentira, basta decirle "quiero"</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Para que brote entre las piedras</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Su flor, que en vez de hojas luce besos,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Espinas en lugar de espinas,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">La verdad, la mentira,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Como labios azules,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Una dice, otra dice;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Pero nunca pronuncia verdades o mentiras su secreto</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">torciido;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;">Verdades o mentiras que emigran cuando los ojos mueran.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #741b47;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><a href="http://www.los-poetas.com/b/cern.htm">Luis Cernuda</a><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">16 de agosto de 1929</span><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TLs5JqmkaoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6m7h8rL1FtA/s1600/90709cqp2howatl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TLs5JqmkaoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6m7h8rL1FtA/s320/90709cqp2howatl.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;"><br /> </span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Ο Γιος της Σελήνης</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Ανόητος αυτός που δεν θα καταλάβει.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Λέει ένας μύθος</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Ότι&nbsp;μια γυναίκα τσιγγάνα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Ορκίστηκε στη Σελήνη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μέχρι το χάραμα.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Κλαίγοντας ζητούσε</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Να έρθει η μέρα </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Να παντρευτεί έναν τσιγγάνο.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">"Θα έχεις τον άνδρα σου,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">μελαχροινή",</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Από τον ουρανό </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μίλησε η ολόγιομη Σελήνη.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">"Όμως για αντάλλαγμα θέλω</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Τον πρώτο γιο που θα κάνεις&nbsp;σ' αυτόν.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Όποια το παιδί της θυσιάζει </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Για να μην είναι μόνη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Λίγο θα το αγαπούσε."</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Σελήνη θέλεις να γίνεις μητέρα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και δεν βρίσκεις αγάπη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Που θα σε κάνει γυναίκα.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Πες μου Σελήνη πλατινένια,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Τι προσπαθείς να κάνεις </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Με ένα παιδί θνητό </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Γιο της Σελήνης.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Από πατέρα κανελλί</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Γεννήθηκε ένα παιδί </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Λευκό&nbsp;όπως η ράχη </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μιας ερμίνας,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Με&nbsp; μάτια γκριζα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Αντί για της ελιάς</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Παιδί κατάλευκο&nbsp; της Σελήνης.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">"Καταραμένη η μορφή του!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Αυτός ο γιος είναι ενός λευκού</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και εγώ δεν θα πάψω να το λέω."</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Σελήνη θέλεις να γίνεις μητέρα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και δεν βρίσκεις αγάπη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Που θα σε κάνει γυναίκα.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Πες μου Σελήνη πλατινιένα,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Τι προσπαθείς να κάνεις</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μ' ένα παιδί θνητό </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Γιο της Σελήνης.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Ο τσιγγάνος όταν πίστεψε ότι είναι ατιμασμένος</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Πήγε στην γυναίκα του,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μαχαίρι στο χέρι.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">"Ποιανού είναι το παιδί;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Με&nbsp; έχεις απατήσει σίγουρα."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και την πλήγωσε θανάσιμα.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μετά πήγε στο λόφο</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Με το παιδί στην αγκαλιά</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και εκεί το εγκατέλειψε.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Σελήνη θέλεις να γίνεις μητέρα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και δεν βρίσκεις αγάπη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Που θα σε κάνει γυναίκα.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Πες μου Σελήνη πλατινιένα,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Τι προσπαθείς να κάνεις </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Μ' ένα παιδί θνητό </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Γιο της Σελήνης.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και τις νύχτες </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Που θα έχει Πανσέληνο</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Θα είναι γιατί το παιδί</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Θα είναι καλά.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Και αν το παιδί κλαίει</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Θα κατέβει η Σελήνη </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Για να του φτιάξει μία κούνια.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #76a5af;">Στίχοι: José María Cano</span><br /> Απόδοση από τα ισπανικά: Argy57</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;"><object height="295" width="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2E49-xwTKw?fs=1&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2E49-xwTKw?fs=1&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="295"></embed></object></span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Hijo de la Luna</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Tonto él que&nbsp;no entienda</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Cuenta una leyenda</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que una hembra gitana</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">conjuró a la luna</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Hasta el amanecer.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Llorando pedía</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Al llegar el día</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Desposar un&nbsp;calé.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">"Tendrás a tu hombre,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Piel morena."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Desde el cielo&nbsp;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Habló la luna llena.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">"Pero a cambio quiero</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">El hijo primero</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que le engendres a él.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que quien su hijo inmola</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Para no estar sola</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Poco le iba a querer."</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Luna quieres ser madre</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y no encuentras querer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que te haga mujer.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Dime, luna de plata,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Qué pretendes hacer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Con un niño de piel.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Hijo de la luna.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">De padre canela</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Nació un niño</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Blanco como el lomo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">De un armiño,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Con los ojos grises</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">En vez de aceituna</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Niño albino de luna.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">"¡Maldita su estampa!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Este hijo es de un payo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y yo no me callo."</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Luna quieres ser madre</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y no encuentras querer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que te haga mujer.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Dime, luna de plata,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Qué pretendes hacer </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Con un niño de piel.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Hijo de la luna.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Gitano al creerse deshonrado,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Se fue a su mujer,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Cuchillo en mano.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">"¿De quien es el hijo?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Me has engañado fijo."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y de muerte la hirió.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Luego se hizo al monte</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Con el niño en brazos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y allí le abandonó.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Luna quieres ser madre</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y no encuentras querer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que te haga mujer.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Dime, luna de plata,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Qué pretendes hacer</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Con un niño de piel.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Hijo de la luna.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y en las noches</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Que haya luna llena</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Será porque el niño</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Esté de buenas.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Y si el niño llora</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Menguará la luna</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Para hacerle una cuna.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> Letras: <span style="color: #76a5af;">José María Cano</span><br /> <br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><object height="295" width="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UGSkSwPnm4?fs=1&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UGSkSwPnm4?fs=1&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="295"></embed></object></span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><object height="295" width="360"><param name="movie" 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lime;">&nbsp;</span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; text-align: center;">ΙΑ'&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">Πού να βρούμε μια παλάμη ουρανό</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Για την άρνηση</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Έναν επίδεσμο ήλιο</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Για την δικαιοσύνη</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span 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lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Πόσο να διατιμήσουν τη μοίρα μας&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ποιος</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Να μας συγχωρήσει για τα ονειρά μας. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Μαρία Λαμπαδαρίδου- Πόθου</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">ΠΟΙΗΣΗ ΕΚΤΗ</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Στους προδομένους καιρούς μας (1975)</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TBvshsGLYAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZCV3e4IYqE0/s400/normal_Botswana_Sunset,_Africa.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><br /> </span><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">Μου πήραν τον ήλιο μου, αλλά εγώ θα τον βρω.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">Κανόνισα μια μυστική συνάντηση μαζί του</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">όπως εκείνος που πηγαίνει για παράνομο τύπο</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">ή για παράνομο υλικό. Θα γιομίσω τον κόρφο μου</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">μεγάλα φύλλα χρυσαφιού και λάμπες για την κρύπτη μου,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">πριν μου αφανίσουν την ψυχή να τη κυκλοφορήσω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">χέρι με χέρι μες τη νύχτα.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Νικηφόρος Βρεττάκος</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><br /> </span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TBvtGDrxSMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/igiKgobKFAc/s1600/4015822115_45972a465d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TBvtGDrxSMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/igiKgobKFAc/s400/4015822115_45972a465d.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><br /> </span><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">MI SOL</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">Me robaron el sol pero yo lo encontraré</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">He arreglado un encuentro secreto con él ,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">como quien va por un diario clandestino</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">o un material ilegal. Me llenaré el pecho</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">con grandes hojas de oro y lamparas para mi escondite.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">Antes que hagan desaparecer mi alma la haré circular</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">de mano en mano en la noche.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Nikiforos Vretakos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">Traducción: Horacio Castillo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERLqJJ49DTo&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ERLqJJ49DTo&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="300"></embed></object></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-4080689121433227928?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=Nq5t3s-i58s:6MPjzpnXgWc:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="367" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TBD2Ta__RuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/AbF8h6zoH_g/s400/6_0_1275693408.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-6913987560179022991?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=uBHmUNET4KI:yQx2jk1NhZo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=uBHmUNET4KI:yQx2jk1NhZo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/uBHmUNET4KI" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com0http://argy57.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_10.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-5657889090807235042010-06-07T01:17:00.004+03:002011-12-23T03:01:53.510+02:002011-12-23T03:01:53.510+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/angeles/623568ac0ge74yni.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/angeles/623568ac0ge74yni.gif" width="380" /></a></div><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Το κλειστό βιβλίο</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Το λυπημένο βιολί</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Ο ραγισμένος άγγελος που αγρυπνεί</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Πού είστε παιδικά μου χέρια</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Με λησμονήσατε</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Μα δεν μπορώ</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Δεν έχω πια τα μάτια μου να κλάψω</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Η βροχή αποκλείστηκε στον κήπο</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Απ' τα κλαδιά των δέντρων κρέμονται</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Καρδιές</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Μικρά φώτα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Ο ήχος μιας καμπάνας</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Η προσευχή</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Ακόμα καπνίζουν&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">Των ημερών τα ερείπια&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;">Από <i>Φύλλα ύπνου </i>(1949)</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/glitter/0078.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p283/estrella5719/glitter/0078.gif" width="376" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">RUINAS</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">El libro cerrado</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">El triste violín</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">El ángel hendido &nbsp;que vela</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Dónde estáis mis manos de infancia</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Me olvidasteis</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Pero no puedo</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">No tengo ya mis ojos para llorar</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">La lluvia se encerró en el jardín</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">De las ramas de los árboles cuelgan</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Corazones</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Pequeñas luces</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">El sonido de una campana</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">La oración</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><br /> </span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Aún humean</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Las ruinas de los días.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Takis Varvitsiotis</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><a href="http://www.jornada.unam.mx/2007/09/23/sem-takis.html">Versión de Francisco Torres Córdova</a></span><br /> <br /> <object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iaewnb2GapU&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iaewnb2GapU&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="300"></embed></object><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><br /> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-565788909080723504?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> 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imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TAMERfe7bOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/GxE088MUwpw/s400/galata_bridge_1800s.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Πάνω εις τη μαρμάρινη την προκυμαία του ανακτόρου</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">εναποθέσανε σε διαστήματα ως έγγιστα κανονικά</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">ψηλούς σωρούς τα ξύλα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">που έφεραν τα καϊκια από τα μακρυνά</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">παράλια δάση</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">κι' άλλοι σωροί είναι από ψιλούς</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">λεπτούς κορμούς σαν κορμί κόρης</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">κι' άλλοι σωροί από</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">θεώρατα μεγάλα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">δέντρα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">και βρέχει συνεχώς και η επίμονη βροχή μουσκεύει</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">τ' άχαρα τα ξύλα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">και γυαλίζουνε τα μάρμαρα του πλακόστρωτου</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">καθώς το νερό ατέλειωτα τα πλένει και τα ξαναπλένει</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">κι' ο ουρανός βαρύς μαζύ και μαύρος</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">- άραγες ποιος ξέρει τι ώρα της ημέρας νάναι;-</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">καμμιάν ελπίδα δε στέργει για να δώση</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">(η απέναντι όχθη έχει χαθή</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">λες δεν υπήρξε)</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">κι' η θάλασσα είναι μουντή κι' αγριεμένη</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">σαν οι πυκνές οι στάλες της βροχής που τη βαράνε</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">νάχουν ξυπνήσει μέσα της μια μάνητα τεράστια</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">που με τι κόπο τηνέ</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">συγκρατάει</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">άλλος κανείς σε τούτο το ερημικό τοπίο δε μοιάζει νάναι</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">πάρεξ μονάχα εγώ- ο ίδιος-</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">ορθός ως στέκω με τα κόκκινα μαλλιά μου μουσκεμένα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">να κολλούνε απάνω εις το μέτωπό μου</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">της αγάπης τα βάσανα μ' έχουν φέρει στο ευγενικό το περι-</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;γιάλι</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">κι' όλο ο νους μου είναι σε μιαν υπέροχη</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">υπερήφανη μαγνόλια</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">όπου σ'α αυτά τα μέρη εδώ</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">θάλλει κι ανθίζει</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><a href="http://www.snhell.gr/anthology/content.asp?id=212&amp;author_id=7">Νίκος Εγγονόπουλος</a></span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>(από τα Ποιήματα, Β΄, Ίκαρος 1977)<br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TAMMyxLw6YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DU7G9eSl5r0/s1600/agia_sofia300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TAMMyxLw6YI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DU7G9eSl5r0/s400/agia_sofia300.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">RECUERDOS DE CONSTANTINOPLA</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">sobre el muelle de mármol del palacio</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">se han depositado a distancias aproximadamente regulares</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">altas pilas de madera</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">que los bárcos trajero de lejanas</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">costas boscosas</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">unas son pilas de finos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y esbeltos troncos como cuerpos de muchachas</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y otras de grandes&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">descomunales</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">árboles</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y llueve sin cesar y la persistente lluvia empapa</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">la madera sin gracia</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y brillan los mármoles del embaldosado</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">que el agua interminablemente lava y vuelve a lavar</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y el cielo está pesado y oscuro</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">-¿quién sabe acaso qué hora del día es?-</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">no permite abrigar ninguna esperanza</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">(la orilla de enfrente ha desaparecido</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">diríase que nunca existiño</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y el mar está opaco y revuelto</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">como si las gruesas gotas de lluvia que lo abruman</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">hubieran despertado en sus entrañas una furia monstruosa</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">que con gran esfuerzo</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">logra contener</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">nadie más parece estar en este desolado lugar</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">excepto yo - yo mismo-</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">que permanezco de pie con mis rojos cabellos empapados</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y pegados a la frente</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">los tormentos del amor me han traído a esta noble playa</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y toda mi mente está en una espléndida</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y soberbia magnolia</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">que en esta región&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">arraiga y florece</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Nikos Engonópulos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">Traducción:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Horacio Castillo</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TAMR6GPrP2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/SIVSd21O7uk/s1600/board120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="307" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/TAMR6GPrP2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/SIVSd21O7uk/s400/board120.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span><br /> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" 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style="color: #f6b26b;">Ένα κρυμμένο καλά μυστικό</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Που όλοι ξέρουν κι όλοι δεν λένε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Ψάχνω εδώ και καιρό να το βρω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και ας λεν πως πονάει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Τη ψυχή μου δε καίνε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Κάτι με σπρώχνει να πάω να δω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Αυτό που τόσοι πολλοί το φοβούνται</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Μες το κελί μου θέλω να μπω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και ας δω όλα αυτά που δεν παρηγοριούνται</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Κι αν η ζωή προχωράει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Η αλήθεια πάντα πονάει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Φοβούνται όλοι να δουν τι υπάρχει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Πίσω απ'τη πόρτα που έχει η ψυχή</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Ανοιγοκλείνουν εύκολα άλλες&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Μα η δική τους κλειστή κανείς δεν μπαίνει εκεί</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Θα 'θελα να φύγω μακριά</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Τον εαυτό μου στα μάτια να δω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Να μη του έχω άλλο πια μυστικά</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Να υπάρχω ξανά την ψυχή μου να βρω</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Κι αν η ζωή προχωράει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Η αλήθεια πάντα πονάει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Γιατί η ζωή προχωράει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και η αλήθεια πάντα πονάει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/2008fatamorgana">Φata Morgana-Band</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Ερμηνεία:</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Γιάννης Κωνσταντινίδης</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Στίχοι/Μουσική:</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Πάνος Σαμαράς</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div 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1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-7P7-bsdeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/irxb-Qu249k/s400/kar11.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /> </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Βέβαια. Έπρεπε να σκύψω μπροστά στον ένα και, χαϊδεύοντας ηδονικά το μαύρο σεβιότ* - παφ, παφ, παφ -, "έχετε λίγη σκόνη" να ειπώ "κύριε Άλφα".</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Ύστερα έπρεπε να περιμένω στη γωνία, &nbsp;κι όταν αντίκριζα την κοιλιά του άλλου, αφού θα 'χα επί τόσα χρόνια παρακολουθήσει τα αισθήματα και το σφυγμό της, &nbsp;να σκύψω άλλη μια φορά και να ψιθυρίσω εμπιστευτικά: "Αχ, αυτός ο Άλφα, κύριε Βήτα..."</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Έπρεπε, πίσω από τα γυαλιά του Γάμμα, να καραδοκώ την ιλαρή ματιά του. &nbsp;Αν μου την εχάριζε, να ξεδιπλώσω το καλύτερο χαμόγελό μου και να τη δεχτώ όπως σε μανδύα ιππότου ένα βασιλικό βρέφος. Αν όμως αργούσε, να σκύψω για τρίτη φορά γεμάτος συντριβή και ν' αρθρώσω: "Δούλος σας, &nbsp;κύριέ μου".</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Αλλά πρώτα-πρώτα έπρεπε να μείνω στη σπείρα του Δέλτα. Εκεί η ληστεία γινόταν υπό λαμπρούς, διεθνείς οιωνούς, μέσα σε πολυτελή γραφεία. Στην αρχή, δεν θα υπήρχα. Κρυμμένος πίσω υπό τον κοντόπαχο τμηματάρχη μου, θα οσφραινόμουν. Θα είχα τρόπους λεπτούς, αέρινους. Θα εμάθαινα τη συνθηματική τους γλώσσα. Η ψαύσις του αριστερού μέρους της χωρίστρας θα εσήμαινε: "πεντακόσιες &nbsp;χιλιάδες". Ένα επόμονο τίναγμα της στάχτης του πούρου θα έλεγε: "σύμφωνος". Θα εκέρδιζα την εμπιστοσύνη όλων. Και, μια μέρα ακουμπώντας στο κρύσταλλο του τραπεζιού μου, θα έγραφα εγώ την απάντηση: "Ο αυτόνομος οργανισμός μας, κύριε Εισαγγελεύ..."</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Έπρεπε να σκύψω, να σκύψω, να σκύψω. Τόσο που η μύτη μου να ενωθεί με τη φτέρνα μου. Έτσι βολικά κουλουριασμένος, να κυλώ και να φθάσω.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Κανάγιες!</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Το ψωμί της εξορίας με τρέφει. Κουρούνες χτυπούν τα τζάμια της κάμαράς μου. Και σε βασανισμένα στήθη χωρικών βλέπω να δυναμώνει η πνοή που θα σας σαρώσει.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">&nbsp;&nbsp; Σήμερα επήρα τα κλειδιά κι ανέβηκα στο ενετικό φρούριο. Επέρασα τρεις πόρτες, τρία πανύψηλα, κιτρινωπά τείχη, με ριγμένες επάλξεις. Όταν βρέθηκα μέσα στον εσωτερικό, τρίτο κύκλο, έχασα τα ίχνη σας. Κοιτάζοντας από τις πολεμίστρες, χαμηλά, τη θάλασσα, την πεδιάδα, τα βουνά, ένιωθα τον εαυτό μου ασφαλή. Εμπήκα σ' ερειπωμένους στρατώνες, σε κρύπτες όπου είχαν φυτρώσει συκιές και ροδιές. Εφώναζα στην ερημία. Επερπάτησα ολόκληρες ώρες σπάζοντας μεγάλα, ξερά χόρτα. Αγκάθια κι αέρας δυνατός κολλούσαν στα ρούχα μου. Με ήβρε η νύχτα...</span><br /> &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">&nbsp;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Κ. Γ. Καρυωτάκης</span><br /> *<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">σεβιότ</span>: <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">μάλλινο σκοτσέζικο ύφασμα</span></i><br /> <i><br /> </i><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-7dCmsWiUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MBr3Z99LO8o/s1600/kar10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-7dCmsWiUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MBr3Z99LO8o/s400/kar10.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i><br /> </i><br /> <i><br /> </i><br /> <i><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NqJLuvTt6Bg&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed 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width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com2http://argy57.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_15.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-74685398599619569382010-05-09T19:17:00.002+03:002011-12-23T03:07:25.437+02:002011-12-23T03:07:25.437+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-X8GGBjOXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ucoo655Du2c/s1600/meteora5+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-X8GGBjOXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ucoo655Du2c/s400/meteora5+(1).jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">ΑΝΆΓΝΩΣΜΑ ΠΡΏΤΟ </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;">Γ΄</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Τον πλούτο δεν έδωκες ποτέ σ' εμένα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">τον ολοένα ερημούμενο από τις φυλές των Ηπείρων</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και απ' αυτές πάλι αλαζονικά, ολοένα, δοξαζόμενο!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Έλαβε τον Βότρυ ο Βορράς</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και τον Στάχυ ο Νότος</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">τη φορά του ανέμου εξαγοράζοντας</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και των δέντρων τον κάματο δύο και τρεις φορές</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">ανόσια εξαργυρώνοντας.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Άλλο εγώ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">πάρεξ το θυμάρι στην καρφίδα του ήλιου δεν εγνώρισα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και πάρεξ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">τη σταγόνα του νερού στ'άκοπα γένια μου δεν ένιωσα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">μα τραχύ το μάγουλο έθεσα στο τραχύτερο της πέτρας</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">αιώνες κι αιώνες.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Εκοιμήθηκα πάνω στην έγνοια της αυριανής ημέρας</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">όπως ο στρατιώτης επάνω στο τουφέκι του.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Και τα ελέη της νύχτας ερεύνησα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">όπως ο ασκητής το Θεό του.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Από τον ιδρώτα μου έδεσαν διαμάντι</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και στα κρυφά μού αντικαταστήσανε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">την παρθένα του βλέμματος.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Εζυγίσανε τη χαρά μου και τη βρήκανε, λέει, μικρή</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και την πατήσανε χάμου σαν έντομο.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Τη χαρά μου χάμου πατήσανε και στην πέτρα μέσα την κλείσανε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">και στερνά την πέτρα μου αφήσανε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">τρομερή ζωγραφιά μου.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Με πελέκι βαρύ τη χτυπούν, με σκαρπέλο σκληρό σκληρό την τρυπούν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">με καλέμι πικρό τη χαράζουν, την πέτρα μου.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">Κι όσο τρώει την ύλη ο καιρός τόσο βγαίνει πιο καθαρός</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">ο χρησμός απ' την όψη μου:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">ΤΗΝ ΟΡΓΗ ΤΩΝ ΝΕΚΡΩΝ ΝΑ ΦΟΒΑΣΤΕ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">ΚΑΙ ΤΩΝ ΒΡΑΧΩΝ Τ' ΑΓΑΛΜΑΤΑ!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-X9v1TUzFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Tas52Wq_8ng/s1600/zophoros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="323" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S-X9v1TUzFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Tas52Wq_8ng/s400/zophoros.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/18uAH1o-Z5w&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/18uAH1o-Z5w&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">ΑΝΆΓΝΩΣΜΑ ΔΕΎΤΕΡΟ</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">Ζ΄</span><br /> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Ήρθαν</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">ντυμένοι "φίλοι"</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">αμέτρητες φορές οι εχθροί μου</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">το παμπάλαιο χώμα πατώντας.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και το χώμα δεν έδεσε ποτέ με τη φτέρνα τους.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Έφεραν</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">τον Σοφό, τον Οικιστή και τον Γεωμέτρη</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Βίβλους γραμμάτων και αριθμών</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">την πάσα Υποταγή και Δύναμη</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">το παμπάλαιο φως εξουσιάζοντας.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και το φως δεν έδεσε ποτέ με τη σκέπη τους.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Ούτε μέλισσα καν δε γελάστηκε το χρυσό ν'αρχινίσει παιχνίδι</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">ούτε ζέφυρος καν, τις λευκές να φουσκώσει ποδιές.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Έστησαν και θεμελίωσαν</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">στις κορφές, στις κοιλάδες, στα πόρτα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">πύργους κραταιούς κι επαύλεις</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">ξύλα και άλλα πλεούμενα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">τους Νόμους, τους θεσπίζοντας τα καλά και συμφέροντα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">στο παμπάλαιο μέτρο εφαρμόζοντας.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και το μέτρο δεν έδεσε ποτέ με τη σκέψη τους.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Ούτε καν ένα χνάρι Θεού στην ψυχή τους σημάδι δεν άφησε'</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">ούτε καν ένα βλέμμα ξωθιάς τη μιλιά τους δεν είπε να πάρει.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Έφτασαν</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">ντυμένοι "φίλοι"</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">αμέτρητες φορές οι εχθροί μου</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">τα παμπάλαια δώρα προσφέροντας.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Και τα δώρα τους άλλα δεν ήτανε</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">παρά μόνο σίδερο και φωτιά.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Στ'ανοιχτά που καρτέραγαν δάχτυλα</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">μόνον όπλα και σίδερο και φωτιά.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">Μόνον όπλα και σίδερο και φωτιά.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"> Οδυσσέας Ελύτης</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PHR2O8y8tI&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PHR2O8y8tI&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">LECTURA SEGUNDA</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">Z´</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Vinieron</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">en vestido de "amigos"</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">incalculables veces mis enemigos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">hollando el antiquísimo suelo.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Y el suelo no se adhería nunca a sus talones.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Trajeron</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">al Sabio, al Agrimensor y al Colonizador,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Biblias con letras y con cifras,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">toda la Sumisión y Prepotencia,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">dominando la antiquísima luz.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Y la luz no se adhería nunca a sus tejados.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Ni siquiera una abeja se engañó para empezar su</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">juego de oro</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">y ni siquiera el viento, para henchir los</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">blancos delantales.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Levantaron sobre cimientos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">en las cimas, en los valles, en los puertos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">torreones poderosos y mansiones,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">barcas y otros navíos,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">las Leyes, que decretan lo bueno y conveniente,</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">adaptándolas a antiquísima norma.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Y la norma o se adhería nunca a sus conceptos.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Ni siquiera una huella de dios dejó en sus</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">almas rastro.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Ni siquiera un reflejo de ninfas recogió su</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">palabra.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Llegaron</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"> en vestido de "amigos"</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">incalculables veces mis enemigos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">ofreciendo sus antiquísimos regalos.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Y no eran sus regalos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">sino fuego y acero.</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">En los dedos que mantenían abiertos</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">sólo fuego y acero y armas.</span><br /> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">De </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Dignum est</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">, 1959</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Traducción: Jorge Páramo Pomareda</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><embed allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="id=110052" height="340" src="http://www.greektube.org/gtplayer.swf" width="560" wmode="transparent"></embed></span> <br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-7468539859961956938?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div 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#3d85c6;">ΑΠΟΣΠΆΣΜΑΤΑ</span><br /> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</span><br /> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ΠΡΟΜΗΘΕΥΣ </span><br /> <div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ω αιθέρα θεϊκέ και ταχύπτεροι πνοαί,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και πηγαί των ποταμών, και των ποντίων κυμάτων</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">το αναρἰθμητον γέλασμα, και ω των πάντων μήτερ γη,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και τον παντεπόπτην κύκλον του ηλίου καλώ'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ιδέστε με, με οποία πάσχω υπό των θεών, όντας θεός ο ίδιος.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Προσβλέψατε με ποίας κακώσεις</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">φθειρόμενος, τον μυριετή</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">χρόνον θα υποφέρω.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Οποίον ο νέος ηγεμών των μακάρων</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">επενόησε δι εμέ δεσμόν ανάρμοστον.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Φευ, φευ, δια το παρόν και το επερχόμενον</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">πάθος μου στενάζω' που και πότε των μόχθων </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αυτών θ' ανατείλη το τέρμα;</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Όμως τι λέγω; όλα όσα μέλλουν να συμβούν</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">επακριβώς γνωρίζω, ουδέ απρόσμενον</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">πάθημα επάνω μου θα πέση. Την πεπρωμένην</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">μοίραν μου προθύμως θα υποφέρω, γνωρίζων ότι </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αδήριτον το της ανάγκης σθένος.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">......................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΧΟΡΟΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Το βλέπω, Προμηθευ,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και φοβερά εις τους οφθαλμούς μου</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ομίχλη προσέπεσε, πλήρης</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δακρύων, εισιδούσα το σώμα σου</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">να κατακαίεται προσδεδεμένον εις αυτό το πέτρωμα,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δια χαλυβδίνων υβριστικώνν δεσμών'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">νέοι πηδαλιούχοι</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">κατέχουν τον Όλυμπον</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">με νέους νόμους ο Ζευς</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αθέσμως, παρανόμως, κυριαρχεί</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και όσα πριν μεγαλειώδη, τώρα τα καταστρέφει.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">......................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Στενάζω δια την </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ολεθρίαν τύχην σου, Προμηθευ'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και με δακρυστάλακτον νάμα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">εκ των τρυφερών οφθαλμών μου,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">τας παρειάς μου βρέχω'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Σκληρά πολύ ο Ζευς</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">με ιδίους νόμους κυριαρχών,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">εις τους παλαιούς θεούς επιδεικνύει</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">υπερήφανον-δόρατος-αιχμήν.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Άπασα ήδη </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">στενάζει η χώρα'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δια την μεγαλοσχήμονα και αρχαιο-</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">πρεπή...στενάζουν δόξαν,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">την ιδικήν σου και των δύο σου αδελφών.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">...............................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΠΡΟΜΗΘΕΥΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Μη θεωρήσετε ως χλιδήν και αυθάδειαν</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">την σιγήν μου' συλλογισμοί μου φθείρουν την καρδίαν</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ορών εμαυτόν ούτω προπηλακιζόμενον.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Αν και, εις αυτούς τους νέους θεούς,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ποίος άλλος εκτός εμού, αφειδώς δώρα εδώρισεν;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Αλλά, δι' αυτά σιωπώ' αφού, εις καλώς γνωρίζουσας</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ήθελον ομιλήσει. Τα προς χάριν των βροτών παθήματά μου</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ακούσατε, πως αυτούς νηπίους όντας το πριν,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">εννόους τους κατέστησα, κατόχους της φρονήσεως.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">....................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Εν βραχεί λόγω, τα πάντα συλλήβδην μάθε:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Πάσαι τέχναι εις τους βροτούς, εκ Προμηθέως.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">.....................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΧΟΡΟΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">......................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Είναι γλυκύ με θαρσαλέας</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ελπίδας, τον μακρόν βίον να διάγης και με φωτεινάς</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ευφροσύνας την καρδίαν να τρέφης'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">όμως φρίτω καθώς αντικρύζω σε,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">σπαραττόμενον εκ μυρίων βασάνων...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Τον Δία ουδόλως φοβείσαι</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και αυτόγνωμος, υπερμέτρως τιμάς</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">τους θνητούς, Προμηθευ.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ιδέ λοιπόν πόσον η χάρις</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αχαρίστη φίλε μου είναι' ειπέ μου, που η βοήθεια;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ποία των εφήμερων θνητών η υποστήριξις; Δεν αντελήφθης</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">την άτονον ολιγωρίαν-αδράνειαν-η οποία,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ως εν ονείρω, κρατεί </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δέσμιον των ανθρώπων</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">το τυφλόν το γένος; Ουδέποτε--</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">του Διός την διακυβέρνησιν</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">μεταστρέφουν των θνητών αι βουλαί.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">....................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΠΡΟΜΗΘΕΥΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">.....................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Εξ αυτής ακριβώς της σποράς θα γεννηθή κάποιος γενναίος</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δοξασμένος τοξότης, ο οποίος εκ των πόνων αυτών εμέ </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">θα λυτρώσει' τοιούτον χρησμόν η αρχαιοτάτη</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">μήτηρ μου, η Τιτανίς Θέμις, μου αφηγήθη.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">.....................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ποτέ μη λογισθής ότι εγώ, του Διός</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">την γνώμην φοβηθείς, θηλύνοος θα γίνω,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και θα εκλιπαρήσω τον πολυμίσητον</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">με γυναικείες ικεσίες, με άπλωμα των χειρών,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">δια να με λύση εκ των δεσμών. Πολύ τούτου απέχω.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΧΟΡΟΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">.........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Μαζί του να πάσχω, ό,τι κι αν τύχη, επιθυμώ.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Τους προδότας να μισώ έχω μάθει,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">και δεν υπάρχει νόσος</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">άλλη να αποστρέφωμαι, από αυτήν, περισσότερον.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">...........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ΠΡΟΜΗΘΕΥΣ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Και να, με έργα και όχι με λόγους</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">η γη σαλεύει.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Εκ βαθέων μυκάται ηχώ</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">βροντής, εκλάμπουν έλικες</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">της αστραπής διάπυροι, στρόβιλοι κόνεως</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">ελλίσσονται' σκιρτούν των ανέμων</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">των πάντων τα πνεύματα, το εν επί του άλλου</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αντιπνέουν μαχόμενα</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Συνταράσσονται ο αιθήρ και ο πόντος.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Τοιαύτη εναντίον μου ριπή εκ του Διός</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">φανερώς πλησιάζει και φόβον γεννά.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ω της μητρός μου σέβας, και ω εσύ των πάντων</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">αιθήρ ο ελίσσων το φως το κοινόν,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">εισοράς πόσον άδικα πάσχω.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Αισχύλου Ευφορίωνος Αθηναίου</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Απόδοση: Ἀννα Τζιροπούλου -Ευσταθίου</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S93gkmS6SdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6jAUMlRMcrM/s1600/prometeo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S93gkmS6SdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6jAUMlRMcrM/s400/prometeo.jpg" tt="true" width="397" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">PROMETEO ENCADENADO</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">PROMETEO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">-¡Éter divino, vientos de rápidas alas, aguas de los ríos, sonrisa</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">innombrable de las olas marinas!Tierra, madre común, y tú Sol,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">ojo al que nada se oculta, yo os invoco en este lugar, ved lo que</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">un dios se ve obligado a sufrir por obra de los dioses.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">"Contemplad el oprobio con que se me aflige y que habré de</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">padecer durante días incontables. ¡Estos son los lazos de infamia</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">que ha imaginado para mí el nuevo señor de los bienaventurados!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">¡Ay de mí, ay!, que lloro por los males presentes y por los que me </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">esperan. ¿después de qué pruebas brillará para mí el día de la </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">liberación?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">"Mas ¿qué digo? ¿Acaso no sé ya de antemano todo lo que me </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">espera? Ningún infortunio me vendrá que no haya previsto. Es</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">preciso aceptar uestra suerte con ánimo sereno y comprender </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">que no puede lucharse contra la fuerza del Destino.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">......................................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">EL CORO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Viéndote estoy, Prometeo, y una nube temerosa y cargada de</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">lágrimas siento que empeña mis ojos cuando contemplo sobre</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">esta roca tu cuerpo que se consume en la ingnominia de estos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">férreos lazos. Nuevos dueños rigen el timón del Oimpo. En</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">nombre de nuevas leyes, Zeus ejerce un poder, sin límites, y los </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">que eran poderosos ayer se ven hoy derribados.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">.........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">-Oh Prometeo, gimo sobre el destino que te abruma con tales</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">desgracias; y la lágrimas que brotan de mis ojos, llenos de piedad,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">inundan mis mejillas como vivas fuentes. He aquí, pues, de qué</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">&nbsp;triste manera, erigiendo su capricho en ley, hace sentir Zeus su </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">sorberbio poder a los dioses de antaño. De toda esta región se </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">eleva ya un clamor angustioso. Los pueblos gimen&nbsp;sobre la </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">grandeza y el antiguo prestigio arrebatados a la divinidad de</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Prometeo y de sus hermanos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">.........................................</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">PROMETEO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">- No creáis que mi silencio nace de deblildad o de orgullo; pero</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">una idea me destroza el alma, viéndome ultrajado de esta suerte,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">porque ¿quién sino yo aseguró a esos dioses nuevos sus</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">prerrogativas? Pero sobre este punto no diré más, pues sabéis</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">muy bien lo que podría decir. Escuchad, en cambio, las miserias</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">de los mortales, y la manera como, de niños que eran, he hecho</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">de ellos seres inteligentes, dotados de razón.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">.........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">En una palabra, y resumiéndolo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">todo: todas las artes de que gozan los mortales son obra de</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Prometeo.</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">EL CORO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">...........................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Hermoso es vivir una larga existencia en confiada esperanza,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">mientas nutre el corazón una alegría sin sobras. Pero, cuando</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">te contemplo aquí víctima de tantos padecimientos, mi alma se </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">estremece de horror. Sin temor a Zeus, a impulsos de tu indócil</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">voluntad, te interesas en demasía por el hombre, oh Prometeo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Vamos, dime: ¿qué provecho has sacado de tus beneficios? ¿Qué</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">apoyo, qué ayuda te prestan los efímeros? ¿No adviertes acaso su</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">triste impotencia, semejante a la de los sueños, que traba los pies</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">a la ciega raza de los hombres? Nunca la mortal voluntad podrá </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">nada contra el orden establecido por Zeus.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">...............................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">PROMETEO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">...............................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Sabe sólo que de ese tronco nacerá</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">el héroe famoso por su arco que ha de librarme de mis males. Tal</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">es el oráculo que me fue plenamente revelado por mi madre,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Temis, hermana de los Titanes. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">................................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">No quieras pensar que aterrado por la sentencia de Zeus vaya a</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">volverme de ánimo femenil, y que, semejante a una mujer, con las </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">manos vueltas del revés, suplique a aquel al quien más aborrezco</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">que me desligue de estas cadenas. Eso no lo verás.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">.................................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">EL CORO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">.................................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">prefiero padecer con él.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">He aprendido a odiar a los traidores y no hay ndada que yo aborrezca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">tanto como ese vicio.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">...............................................</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">PROMETEO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">-A las palabras han seguido los hechos. La Tierra vacila, y el trueno</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">ruge sordamente en sus profundidades; en zigzagues inflamados</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">estallan los rayos en el aire y el furioso Cielo levanta el polvo en</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">torbellinos. Los vientos todos se precipitan unos contra otros; se</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">ha abierto entre ellos la contienda, y el aire y el mar se confunden.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">He aquí la fuerza desatada lanzada con oda certeza contra mí </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">por la mano de Zeus, para infundirme espanto. ¡Oh majestad de </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">mi madre!, ¡oh éter, que haces girar alrededor del mundo la luz</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">que nos alumbra a todos,contemplad las iniquidades que he de </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #674ea7;">padecer!</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Esquilo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Traducción: Pehuén editores</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkFVz0ntRFQ&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkFVz0ntRFQ&amp;hl=el_GR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-3400288191141257978?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=grnFwYc-o_w:Al94zg3WJO0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=grnFwYc-o_w:Al94zg3WJO0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/grnFwYc-o_w" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com6http://argy57.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-22062254425601963142010-04-24T18:50:00.007+03:002011-12-23T03:12:37.743+02:002011-12-23T03:12:37.743+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S9MGriCIWVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wtaFul8N-8M/s1600/libertad2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S9MGriCIWVI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wtaFul8N-8M/s400/libertad2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Λευτεριά, Λευτεριά, σχίζει, δαγκάνει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">τους ουρανούς το στέμμα σου. Το φως σου,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">χωρίς να καίει, τυφλώνει το λαό σου.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Πεταλούδες χρυσές οι Αμερικάνοι,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">λογαριάζουν πόσα δολάρια κάνει</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">σήμερα το υπερούσιο μέταλλό σου.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Λευτεριά, Λευτεριά, θα σ' αγοράσουν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">έμποροι και κονσόρτσια* κι εβραίοι.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Είναι πολλά του αιώνος μας τα χρέη,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">πολλές οι αμαρτίες, που θα διαβάσουν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">οι γενεές, όταν σε παρομοιάσουν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">με το πορτραίτο του Dorian Gray.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Λευτεριά, Λευτεριά, σε νοσταλγούνε,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">μακρινά δάση, ρημαγμένοι κήποι,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">όσοι άνθρωποι προσδέχονται τη λύπη</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">σαν έπαθλο του αγώνος, και μοχθούνε,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">και τη ζωή τους εξακολουθούνε,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">νεκροί που η καθιέρωσις τους λείπει.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">Κώστας Καρυωτάκης&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><em>Ελεγεία και Σάτιρες</em>, 1927</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">*</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">κονσόρτσια</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">: προσωρινοί συνεταιρισμοί επιχειρήσεων</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">για την πραγματοποίηση σκοπών αμοιβαίου συμφέροντος</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S9MLGnyphFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iRyNAb7ctMw/s1600/observatorio_corona_Estatua_Libertad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S9MLGnyphFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iRyNAb7ctMw/s400/observatorio_corona_Estatua_Libertad.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">A LA ESTATUA DE LA LIBERTAD</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">QUE ILUMINA EL MUNDO</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /> <span style="color: #ea9999;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">Libertad, Libertad, rompe, muerde</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">los cielos tu diadema. La luz tuya</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">ciega a tu pueblo sin quemar.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">Mariposas doradas los Americanos, tarde</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">calculan cuantos dólares vale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">hoy tu metal tan supersubstancial.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /> <span style="color: #ea9999;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">Libertad, Libertad, te van a comprar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">mercantes y consorcios y judíos.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">Muchas son las deudas contra la ley</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">en nuestro siglo, muchos los pecados que encontrarán</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">las generaciones, cuando te van a comparar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">con el retrato de Dorian Gray.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /> <span style="color: #ea9999;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">Libertad, Libertad, te añoran</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">bosques lejanos, jardines arruinados,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">los hombres que reconocen apocados</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">la pena como galardón del combate y trabajan</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">y viviendo su vida siguen,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">muertos que la sanción les hace falta en sus cados.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Kostas Karyotakis</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><em>Elegías y Sátiras</em>, 1927</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Traducciόn: Charalampos Dimou</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLFT9doJUBE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLFT9doJUBE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-2206225442560196314?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=OGWQYL3hlTQ:v_CirNHqcWE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=OGWQYL3hlTQ:v_CirNHqcWE:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/OGWQYL3hlTQ" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com6http://argy57.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_24.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272331319235997366.post-5653629190928580172010-04-18T15:42:00.005+03:002011-12-23T03:13:42.411+02:002011-12-23T03:13:42.411+02:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r8LaEWtNI/AAAAAAAAATw/PQpptHgCj1M/s1600/%CE%91%CE%BD%CE%B1%CF%80%CE%B1%CF%81%CE%AC%CF%83%CF%84%CE%B1%CF%83%CE%B7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r8LaEWtNI/AAAAAAAAATw/PQpptHgCj1M/s400/%CE%91%CE%BD%CE%B1%CF%80%CE%B1%CF%81%CE%AC%CF%83%CF%84%CE%B1%CF%83%CE%B7.jpg" width="361" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r5BRjRyiI/AAAAAAAAATo/hW9urJqo3Bc/s1600/RGA_conanbarbarian460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r5BRjRyiI/AAAAAAAAATo/hW9urJqo3Bc/s320/RGA_conanbarbarian460.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Τι περιμένουμε στην αγορά συναθροισμένοι;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Είναι οι βάρβαροι να φθάσουν σήμερα.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί μέσα στην Σύγκλητο μια τέτοια απραξία;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Τι κάθοντ' οι Συγκλητικοί και δεν νομοθετούνε;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Γιατί οι βάρβαροι θα φθάσουν σήμερα.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Τι νόμους πια θα κάνουν οι Συγκλητικοί;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Οι βάρβαροι θα έλθουν να νομοθετήσουν.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί ο αυτοκράτωρ μας τόσο πρωί σηκώθη,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">και κάθεται στης πόλεως την πιο μεγάλη πύλη</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">στον θρόνο επάνω, επίσημος, φορώντας την κορώνα;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Γιατί οι βάρβαροι θα φτάσουν σήμερα.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Κι ο αυτοκράτωρ περιμένει να δεχθεί&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">τον αρχηγό τους. Μάλιστα ετοίμασε</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">για να τον δώσει μια περγαμηνή. Εκεί</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">τον έγραψε τίτλους πολλούς κι ονόματα.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί οι δυό μας ύπατοι κ' οι πραίτορες εβγήκαν</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">σήμερα με τες κόκκινες, τες κεντημένες τόγες'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">γιατί βραχιόλια φόρεσαν με τόσους αμεθύστους,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">και δαχτυλίδια με λαμπρά, γυαλιστερά σμαράγδια'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">γιατί να πιάσουν σήμερα πολύτιμα μπαστούνια</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">μ' ασήμια και μαλάματα έκτακτα σκαλιγμένα;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί οι βάρβαροι θα φθάσουν σήμερα'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">και τέτοια πράγματα θαμπόνουν τους βαρβάρους.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί κ' άξιοι ρήτορες δεν έρχονται σαν πάντα</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">να βγάλλουνε τους λόγους τους, να πούνε τα δικά τους;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Γιατί οι βάρβαροι θα φθάσουν σήμερα'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">κι αυτοί βαρυούντ' ευφράδειες και δημηγορίες.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">- Γιατί ν' αρχίσει μονομιάς αυτή η ανησυχία</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">κ' η σύγχυσις. (Τα πρόσωπα τι σοβαρά που εγίναν).</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Γιατί αδειάζουν γρήγορα οι δρόμοι κ' η πλατείες,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">κι όλοι γυρνούν στα σπίτια τους πολύ συλλογισμένοι;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Γιατί ενύχτωσε κ' οι βάρβαροι δεν ήλθαν.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Και μερικοί έφθασαν απ' τα σύνορα,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">και είπανε πως βάρβαροι πια δεν υπάρχουν.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Και τώρα τι θα γίνουμε χωρίς βαρβάρους.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Οι άνθρωποι αυτοί ήσαν μια κάποια λύσις.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Κ. Π. Καβάφης</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r87T8KQrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/6a2xRe8XStE/s1600/Conan%2520the%2520Barbarian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S8r87T8KQrI/AAAAAAAAAT4/6a2xRe8XStE/s400/Conan%2520the%2520Barbarian.jpg" width="317" /></a></div><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">ESPERANDO A LOS BÁRBAROS</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- ¿Qué esperamos reunidos en la ágora?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Es que hoy llegan los bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- ¿Por qué el Senado está inactivo?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">¿Qué pasa que los Senadores no legislan?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Porque hoy llegan los bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">¿Qué leyes pueden hacer ya los Senadores?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Los bárbaros legislarán cuando lleguen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- ¿Por qué nuestro emperador se levantó tan temprano</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y está sentado en la puerta principal de la ciudad,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">solemne en su trono, luciendo la corona?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Porque hoy llegan los bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Y el emperador espera recibir</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">a su jefe. Hasta ha preparado</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">un pergamino para entregarle. Allí</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">ha consignado muchos títulos y nombres.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- ¿Por qué nustros dos cónsules y los pretores salieron</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">hoy con sus rojas togas bordadas?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">¿Por qué llevan brazaletes con tantas amatistas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y anillos con espléndidas y brillantes esmeráldas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">por qué empuñan hoy preciosos bastones</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">magníficamente recamdos de oro y plata?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Porque hoy llegan los bárbaros,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y esas cosas deslumbran a los bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- ¿Por qué los ilustres oradores no vienen como siempre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">a echar sus discursos, a decir sus cosas?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Porque hoy llegan los bárbaros,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y a ellos les fastidian la elocuencia y las arengas.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">- Por qué comienza de pronto esta inquietud</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y confusión. )Qué serios se han vuelto los rostros.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">¿Por qué se vacían rápidamente las calles y plazas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">y todos vuelven a sus casas muy pensativos?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Porque anocheció y los bárbaros no han llegado.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Y algunos que han venido de las fronteras</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">dijeron que ya no hay bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Y ahora qué será de nosotros sin bárbaros.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">Esos hombres eran alguna solución.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Constantinos 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center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Στο περιγιάλι το κρυφό</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">κι άσπρο σαν περιστέρι</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">διψάσαμε το μεσημέρι'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">μα το νερό γλυφό.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Πάνω στην άμμο την ξανθή</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">γράψαμε τ' όνομά της'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">ωραία που φύσηξε ο μπάτης</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">και σβήστηκε η γραφή.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Με τι καρδιά, με τι πνοή</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">τι πόθους και τι πάθος</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">πήραμε τη ζωή μας' λάθος!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Κι αλλάξαμε ζωή.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Γιώργος &nbsp;Σεφέρης</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S750XHAKwnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bpY2yHlRTeY/s1600/486757rhvfptbi79.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S750XHAKwnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bpY2yHlRTeY/s400/486757rhvfptbi79.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" 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center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">En la arena amarilla</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">escribimos su nombre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">qué bien sopló la brisa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">y se borraron las letras.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">Con qué corazón, con qué aliento,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">con que deseos y pasiones</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">hemos vivido nuestra vida: ¡qué error!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">Cambiamos de vida</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">Yorgos Seferis</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Traducción: José Antonio Moreno Jurado </span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7554dSogHI/AAAAAAAAATE/SywRcladvN0/s1600/c38.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7554dSogHI/AAAAAAAAATE/SywRcladvN0/s400/c38.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9HhzChDI/AAAAAAAAARs/6ACxAjNt0JA/s400/normal_7.jpg" width="396" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;">α΄ στάσιμο</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Η ζωή εν τάφω</div><div style="text-align: center;">κατετέθης, Χριστέ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">και αγγέλλων στρατιαί εξεπλήττοντο,</div><div style="text-align: center;">συγκατάβασιν δοξάζουσαι την σην.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Η ζωή πως θνήσκεις;</div><div style="text-align: center;">πως και τάφω οικείς;</div><div style="text-align: center;">του θανάτου το βασίλειον λύεις δε</div><div style="text-align: center;">και του Άδου τους νεκρούς εξανιστάς.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Μεγαλύνομέν σε,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ιησού Βασιλεύ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">και τιμώμεν την ταφήν και τα πάθη σου,</div><div style="text-align: center;">δι' ων έσωσας ημάς εκ της φθοράς.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9pHYRzqI/AAAAAAAAASU/GFZ3TgjZu0Q/s1600/_1312_LEPT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9pHYRzqI/AAAAAAAAASU/GFZ3TgjZu0Q/s400/_1312_LEPT.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyHF5pqDpnc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyHF5pqDpnc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.ortodoxia.com/contenido/nuestra_fe/festividades_es.php?festividad=27">LAMENTACIONES de Viernes Santo</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Primera Estación</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">La vida en el sepulcro,</div><div style="text-align: center;">fuiste depositado Cristo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y los ejércitos angelicales se asombraron</div><div style="text-align: center;">glorificando tu condescendencia.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Tú eres la vida ¿cómo es que mueres?</div><div style="text-align: center;">¿Cómo es que moras en el sepulcro,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y disuelves el reino de la muerte</div><div style="text-align: center;">y resucitas a los muertos del Hades?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Te extaltamos&nbsp;&nbsp;Jesús Rey</div><div style="text-align: center;">y honramos tu sepultura y tu pasión</div><div style="text-align: center;">por medio de los cuales</div><div style="text-align: center;">nos salvaste de la corrupción.</div><div style="text-align: center;">por medio</div><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9XPlkIEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6l5huMxovk0/s1600/1_9-staurosi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="336" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9XPlkIEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6l5huMxovk0/s400/1_9-staurosi.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;">β΄ στάσιμο</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Άξιον εστί</div><div style="text-align: center;">μεγαλύνειν σε τον ζωοδότην,</div><div style="text-align: center;">τον εν τω σταυρώ τας χείρας εκτεινάντα</div><div style="text-align: center;">και συντρίψαντα το κράτος του εχθρού.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Άξιον εστί</div><div style="text-align: center;">μεγαλύνειν σε τον πάντων κτίστην'</div><div style="text-align: center;">τοις σοις γαρ παθήμασιν, έχομεν</div><div style="text-align: center;">την απάθειαν, ρυσθέντες της φθοράς.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Έφριξεν η γη,</div><div style="text-align: center;">και ο ήλιος, Σώτερ, εκρύβη,</div><div style="text-align: center;">σου του ανέσπερου φέγγους, Χριστέ,</div><div style="text-align: center;">δύναντος εν τάφω σωματικώς.</div><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9mPILdnI/AAAAAAAAASM/g8oaSk1TPA4/s1600/image022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E9mPILdnI/AAAAAAAAASM/g8oaSk1TPA4/s400/image022.jpg" width="308" /></a></div><br /> <object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WqVcb8MrRnM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WqVcb8MrRnM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;">Segunda Estación</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Digno es exaltarte,</div><div style="text-align: center;">a ti Dador de la Vida que extendiste</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tus manos sobre la cruz</div><div style="text-align: center;">y destruiste el poder del enemigo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Digno es exaltarte,</div><div style="text-align: center;">a Ti Creador del Universo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">pues por medio de Tus padecimientos</div><div style="text-align: center;">librados de la corrupción</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Se horrorizan los serafines,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Salvador, al verte en las alturas</div><div style="text-align: center;">inseparables junto al Padre,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y abajo tendido muerto en la tierra</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a 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center;">Μυροφόροι ήλθον</div><div style="text-align: center;">μύρα σοι, Χριστέ μου,</div><div style="text-align: center;">κομίζουσαι προφρόνως.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ω φως των οφθαλμών μου,</div><div style="text-align: center;">γλυκύτατόν μου τέκνον,</div><div style="text-align: center;">πως τάφω νυν καλύπτη;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ω Τριάς, Θεέ μου</div><div style="text-align: center;">Πατήρ, Υιός και Πνεύμα,</div><div style="text-align: center;">ελέησον τον κόσμον.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E_RQf9Z5I/AAAAAAAAASk/RIddu3xMt7g/s1600/apokathilosis_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S7E_RQf9Z5I/AAAAAAAAASk/RIddu3xMt7g/s400/apokathilosis_thumb.jpg" width="298" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6Y6N3VfXM8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F6Y6N3VfXM8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object><br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;">Tercera Estación</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Todas la generaciones</div><div style="text-align: center;">ofrecen alabanzas</div><div style="text-align: center;">a tu sepultura, mi Cristo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Bajándote del madero,</div><div style="text-align: center;">el de Arimatea,</div><div style="text-align: center;">te deposita en un sepulcro.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">¡Las mujeres con ungüentos</div><div style="text-align: center;">Te llevaron voluntariamente</div><div style="text-align: center;">ungüentos, Cristo mío!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gjnhBz4leik&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gjnhBz4leik&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">&nbsp;</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">(Ιούλιος 1822)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Ο Μαχμούδ πασάς, ο επιλεγόμενος Δράμαλης και καταγόμενος από την Δράμα της Μακεδονίας, διορίστηκε από το Σουλτάνο σερασκέρης στρατιάς τριάντα χιλιάδων περίπου πεζών και ιππέων, κατέβηκε από την Λάρισα στην Ανατολική Ελλάδα για να εισβάλλει στην Πελοπόννησο και να καταπνίξει την επανάσταση των Ελλήνων, με την βοήθεια του τουρκικού στόλου στον Κορινθιακό και Αργολικό &nbsp;κόλπο. Μη βρίσκοντας καμία αντίσταση στην Ανατολική Στερεά Ελλάδα και στα Μέγαρα, κατέλαβε τον &nbsp;Ακροκόρινθο, και προήλασε στην Αργολική πεδιάδα δια μέσου των αφύλακτων στενών των Δερβενακίων, όπου απέτρεψε την παράδοση της τουρκικής φρουράς του Ναυπλίου και ακύρωσε την συναφθείσα συνθήκη της παραδόσεως. Οι Έλληνες συγκεντρωθέντες στους Μύλους της Λέρνης και στις πηγές του Ερασίνου, υπό την στρατηγεία του Κολοκοτρώνη, τον απασχόλησαν για &nbsp;πολύ χρόνο με την πολιορκία της ακροπόλεως του Άργους Λαρίσης και κατέστρεψαν όσα περισσότερα τρόφιμα μπόρεσαν. Ο Κολοκοτρώνης προβλέποντας δε ότι θ' αναγκασθεί ο Δράμαλης να υποχωρήσει στην Κόρινθο, κατέλαβε τα στενά των Δερβενακίων με 2500 περίπου άνδρες με αρχηγό τον Νικηταρά. Και όταν την 26 Ιουλίου 1822 επεχείρησε ο στρατός του Δράμαλη να περάσει από τα στενά υπέστη καταστροφή, έκτοτε δε ο Νικηταράς ονομάσθηκε Τουρκοφάγος. Οι διαφυγόντες στην Κόρινθο αποδεκατίστηκαν από τις στερήσεις και τις ασθένειες, και ο ίδιος Δράμαλης πέθανε στην Κόρινθο.</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a9GF8bfRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Yof6zHpmrfs/s1600-h/dervenakia1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a9GF8bfRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Yof6zHpmrfs/s400/dervenakia1.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Φύσα μαϊστρο δροσερέ κι' αέρα του πελάγου,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">να πας τα χαιρετίσματα 'ς του Δράμαλη τη μάννα.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Της Ρούμελης οι μπέηδες, του Δράμαλη οι αγάδες</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">'ς το Δερβενάκι κείτονται, 'ς το χώμα ξαπλωμένοι.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Στρώμά χουνε τη μαύρη γης, προσκέφαλο λιθάρια</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">και γι' απανωσκεπάσματα του φεγγαριού τη λάμψη.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Κ' ένα πουλάκι πέρασε και το συχνορωτάνε.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">"Πουλί, πως πάει ο πόλεμος, το κλέφτικο ντουφέκι;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">-Μπροστά πάει ο Νικηταράς, πίσω ο Κολοκοτρώνης,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">και παραπίσω οι Έλληνες με τα σπαθιά 'ς τα χέρια".</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Γράμματα πάνε κ' έρχονται 'ς των μπέηδων τα σπίτια.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Κλαίνε ταχούρια για άλογα και και τα τζαμιά για Τούρκους,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">κλαίνε μανούλες για παιδιά, γυναίκες για τους άνδρες.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a></div><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">Από τη δίγλωσση έκδοση του Πανεπιστημίου: Castilla-La Mancha, 2006</a></div><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">Canciones del pueblo griego&nbsp;(Selección)</a></div><br /> <div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;N. G. Politis</a></div><div style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br /> <br /> <br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-LmnI4oI/AAAAAAAAARE/MG71QveT6FY/s1600-h/photo33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-LmnI4oI/AAAAAAAAARE/MG71QveT6FY/s400/photo33.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;DE DRÁMALIS</div><div style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(Julio 1822)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Majmud Pachá, de sobrenombre Drámalis por su ascedencia de Drama de Macedonia, nombrado por el sultán seraskeris (jefe) de un ejército de unos treinta mil infantes y jinetes, pasó de Larisa a la Grecia oriental, para irrumpir en el Peloponeso y sofocar el levantaminto de los griegos, con la ayuda de una flota turca en el golfo de Cirinto y en el Argólico. Al no encontrar ninguna resistencia en la Grecia continental oriental ni en los estrechos de Megáride, ocupó Acrocorínto, abandonado por los griegos, y a través de los desguarnecidos desfiladeros de Dervenaki avanzó hacia la llanura argólica, donde impidió que la guarnición turca de Nauplio efectuara a la rendición ya concertada, anulando el acuerdo convenido de la entrega. Los griegos, concentrándose en Milos de Lerni y en las fuentes de Erasino, al mando de Colocotronis, le hicieron perder mucho tiempo en el asedio de la acrópolis de Argos de Larisa, y después de destruir cuantos viveres pudieron, le pusieron en un gran apuro por la carencia de recursos. Previendo Colocotronis que Drámalis se vería obligado a retirarse a Corinto, ocupó los desfiladeros Dervenakios con unos dos mil quinientos hombres bajo el mando de Nikitarás. Cuando el 26 de julio de 1822 el ejército de Drámalis intentó cruzar por los desfiladeros sufrió un gran desastre y, desde entonces, Nkitarás fue llamado Turcófago. Los que huyeron a Corinto aquel día y los siguientes fueron diezmados por las privaciones y las enfermedades y el propio Drámalis murió en Korinto.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-aUcX9hI/AAAAAAAAARM/pHBvRauRQbM/s1600-h/cg_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-aUcX9hI/AAAAAAAAARM/pHBvRauRQbM/s400/cg_04.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Húmedo aire del noroeste, viento de alta mar, sopla,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">y llévale mis saludos a la madre de Drámalis.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Porque los beyes de Rúmeli y los agás de Drámalis,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">ahora en Dervenaki yacen, en la tierra tendidos.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">La negra tierra es su cama, las piedras sus almohadas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">y el resplandor de la luna como manta los tapa.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">A un pajarillo que pasa muchas veces pregunta:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">"Ave, ¿cómo va la guerra y el fusil de los cleftes?"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">"Delante va Nikitarás, detrás Colocotronis,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">y, más allá, espada en mano, los elenos los siguen."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Cartas iban y venian a casa de los beyes.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Llora la cuadra al caballo, los mihrabs por los turcos,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">llora la madre por su hijo, la mujer por su esposo.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a></div><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a></div><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">Canciones del pueblo griego&nbsp;(Selección)</a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;N. 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Politis</a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Traducción de Francisco Martín García&nbsp;</a></div><br /> <div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false"></a><a href="http://books.google.gr/books?id=IqbBh-Gb4H8C&amp;lpg=PA1&amp;pg=PA1#v=onepage&amp;q=&amp;f=false">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; y Aurora Golder Fernández</a>&nbsp;</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> <br /> <br /> </div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-mviJPOI/AAAAAAAAARU/CaWDq9gSNNQ/s1600-h/%25C3%25A7%2520%25C3%25B3%25C3%25B4%25C3%25A1%2520%25C3%25B3%25C3%25B4%25C3%25A5%25C3%25AD%25C3%259C%2520%25C3%25B4%25C3%25B9%25C3%25AD%2520%25C3%2584%25C3%25A5%25C3%25B1%25C3%25A2%25C3%25A5%25C3%25AD%25C3%25A1%25C3%25AA%25C3%259F%25C3%25B9%25C3%25AD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-mviJPOI/AAAAAAAAARU/CaWDq9gSNNQ/s400/%25C3%25A7%2520%25C3%25B3%25C3%25B4%25C3%25A1%2520%25C3%25B3%25C3%25B4%25C3%25A5%25C3%25AD%25C3%259C%2520%25C3%25B4%25C3%25B9%25C3%25AD%2520%25C3%2584%25C3%25A5%25C3%25B1%25C3%25A2%25C3%25A5%25C3%25AD%25C3%25A1%25C3%25AA%25C3%259F%25C3%25B9%25C3%25AD.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-0aEbh6I/AAAAAAAAARc/46_cXQ9Rbcc/s1600-h/kolokotronis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="339" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6a-0aEbh6I/AAAAAAAAARc/46_cXQ9Rbcc/s400/kolokotronis.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6bAoruu0SI/AAAAAAAAARk/NH4t7ka11fI/s1600-h/agia_lavra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJfE1WIdWYk/S6bAoruu0SI/AAAAAAAAARk/NH4t7ka11fI/s400/agia_lavra.jpg" width="291" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="265" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_DeElaAubo&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_DeElaAubo&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6272331319235997366-177170926169253881?l=argy57.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=CqLXnG5rH0g:nnZ-HpHz8iM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?a=CqLXnG5rH0g:nnZ-HpHz8iM:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/bPXoc?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bPXoc/~4/CqLXnG5rH0g" height="1" width="1"/>argy57http://www.blogger.com/profile/07677725963894607886noreply@blogger.com6http://argy57.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_22.html