Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
There, where the “frost”
covers the peaks of “Pindus,”
the Greek soldier stood,
resisting despair.
He had nothing but
faith in the homeland, and the love of freedom
That courage is not
an old story,
but the pulse of every heart
that rejects oppression and darkness.
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Oh, you heroes,
oh, the secret of resilience,
you vowed to the soul that
it will never know surrender.
For true courage is
to remain honorable,
and under the sky of the homeland
to remain great.
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OXI! Oh, the celebration of dignity
and defiance,
oh, the cry of truth that
rang out in the face of the invaders,
and opened the doors of eternity
for the free people.
Ancient Athens boasts
on this morning of yours,
with the march of its sons,
raising the flags with all pride.
In “Thessaloniki”
the cheering rises,
telling the story of
the “No” that history recorded.
To the one who said it in the face
of the darkness, resisting,
he did not fear tyranny, nor
did he accept disgrace.
The Greek spirit,
is lofty like the “Acropolis.”
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Greece, the cradle of philosophy and wisdom,
the source of light, and the symbol
of freedom.
On your national day,
hearts cheer your name,
a salute of glory to you,
oh, land of courage and struggle.
