Vino Griego
dAartagnan
Greek Wine
It was late on a cold night in the big city
I was heading home when I suddenly saw light in a bar
I didn't hesitate
It was cold, so I went in
It felt like I had suddenly entered another country
Those people, that music was new to me
An old man came up to me
And this is what he said
Come raise a glass
With Greek wine from my homeland
The red wine that will make me remember
A white town I left behind the sea
Come raise a glass
With Greek wine and I’ll sing for you
Old songs that make us dream
Of the moment to return home
They told me about the day they had to leave
About how parents, brothers, and girlfriends stayed behind
And there remained
The heart of them all
Maybe one day fortune will smile on them
Soon no one will remember
That they were here
And will return to the white town, to home
Come raise a glass
With Greek wine from my homeland
The red wine that will make me remember
A white town I left behind the sea
Come raise a glass
With Greek wine and I’ll sing for you
Old songs that make us dream
Of the moment to return home
