She Came Up from the North
Boris Bergman, Manos Hadjidakis
She came up from the north
On a star, riding high
She came up from the north
And I still don't know why
The sun got blackless when she came
My sundown would not be the same
She came up from the north
And I still don't know why
The river and the world had dried
And why she chose my place to die
Sleep beauty cries, dreaming the joys of night
See in you sleep, small pains will set and then we weep
She came up from the north
On a star riding high
She came up from the north
And she knocks at my door
I couldn't keep her anymore
The last one clashed on the floor