RichardB wrote:I’ll take an uphill
I’ll take footpaths
To find the steps
That lead to freedom
I’ll lose siblings and relatives
Mother and father
In the thickets yonder
And mountain sides
Looking for freedom
With the only company
The whiter than white snow
Mountains and ravines (?)
Although its winter now,
Summer will come
To bring freedom
In towns and villages
I’ll take an uphill
I’ll take footpaths
To find the steps
That lead to freedom
I’ll climb the steps
I’ll enter a palace
I know it’ll be an illusion
It won’t be real.
In the palace I’ll roam
Until I find the throne
Only a queen
To be seated thereupon
Daughter “πανώρια”(?) I’ll tell her
Open your wings
And take me close to you
That’s all I ask for.
Hello old school mates
The last words I write for you today
And anyone who wants to find a lost brother
An old friend
I’ll take an uphill
I’ll take footpaths
To find the steps
That leads to freedom
5 December 1955 - Evagoras Pallikaridis
Any one recognise the above?
You ALL should
The words of a TRUE Cypriot
(Thanks to a real Cypriot for the translation)
What is Heartbreaking is how some so called "Cypriots" fail to express their respect to this man and others like him.
The real "True Cypriots" will never disrespect such a man.
I find it disgusting how individuals that call themselves "Cypriots" do not recognise his sacrifice.
When Evagoras was murdered by the British, we also lost someone who was destined as a literary great. He was not just a hero, but he was also an artist.
