This summer I was chasing a young girl.
Come to me, to have some fun.
In my heart there is sorrow, big as a hazelnut.
I will buy you a couch, so you can smoke narghile.
I walk in the night, covered by the walls, looking for my loved one.
The tune may be haunting, for the lyrics you will probably agree that they probably are n't.
Dear Gomesio, your assertions are almost identical to mine. Especially the “Kostis” (Kostas Bezos) songs though, have the particularity you also have mentioned: They have been “made to order” for Tetos Demetriadis of RCA Victor / Orthophonic Records of USA, for export. Both the music as well as the lyrics follow the familiar patterns of folk / popular songs that Bezos knew very well, even whole verses as you mention. However, it seems that the pressure on him for quick deliveries was sometimes much too much, so we often see repetitions in his lyrics like the ones appearing in this song. Knowingly, any song of that period had to fully cover a time bracket from approx. 03:00 to 03:15 minutes, if it was supposed to sell....