And here came female gypsies
wearing celebratory, colourful
dresses off which they had hung
colourful, big, shiny beads,
female gypsies with their red
dresses came and with their
yellow scarves, oh lustful eyes
oh, bosoms, oh lips! And they
came crowned with flowers,
tambourines and belts which
they play as they dance creating
circles and singing of May
and among them one appears
the special one, an eighteen year
old who swings and bends and
dances ready to fly in the air
a maniac’s dance from the queen
of dance with the lustful body
the young enticing gypsy
the girl the great enchantress.
Female gypsies came who
sing: here comes May and
the spring, here the summer
comes when the foreigner
wanting to return to his land
puts the saddle on his horse
the golden horseshoes with
the silver nails and you oh
cursed gypsies who don’t
have a motherland, no land
awaits for you, only this month
of May awaits for you, the
emperor May is calling you;
come gypsies from the West
and gypsies from the East
the month of May the festive
calls you to the three day
festival to the festival
of gypsy life. And from
the Kakava boiling legumes,
bitter, and harsh, and sickly
food, a little water from
the spring, bring some honey
and some milk, mix them with
water, and bring some old
Manolis Aligizakis 