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Teeth
02:53
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I dreamt I lost my teeth one by one,
they fell from my mouth on the floor of a club.
My father helped me pick them up
but they were sliding from our hands.
I knew it was a bad sign
and I woke up shivering.
I dreamt I lost my teeth one by one.
Two weeks later I lost my only love.
They say you have to go through trouble
to move on to new ground,
the past has to be torn apart
in order to emerge the future.
And I had to move on
and all I was left with
was some blood-stained teeth
to hide under my pillow.
I lost my baby teeth one by one
now my mouth is like my heart, a swolen hole
but ´till I grow sharper ones
I´ll take it slow and easy,
avoiding trouble and making love just to soft boys
till the day I grow my new teeth one by one.
They will be sharp and shiny, big and strong.
With them I will pay back anyone who gives me hell,
they´ll get a nice bite to remember for the rest of their lives.
Did it hurt you?
Was there blood?
I just wanted to keep a chunk of you
inside me forever.
Some loves are baby teeth, childish affairs.
They have to go away for new ones to take their place.
Some loves are wisdom teeth, painful, unecesary trouble.
Some loves are normal teeth, once lost they´ll never grow back.
Our tooth will never grow back.
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The bluest summer
03:44
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Darling,
it´s gonna be the bluest summer since you left town,
you´re not coming back until September.
After that weekend that we spent together
I thought that things might change betweens us
but obviously they won´t.
I thought I could break down some barriers of yours
but you had time to build them back up.
Now I am all alone, a Petra von Kant living by the phone
and I can´t, and I can´t, and I can´t understand
what you feel, what you feel, what you feel in your heart.
I’m trying to enjoy the summer but in vain.
Frankly, I wouldn´t mind some rain, I wouldn´t mind some rain,
I wouldn´t mind some rain to bring you back to me.
Darling,
my head is playing all these short movies, like you
sucking my fingers whilst being inside my arms.
Sure the moments that we spent by the shower
must have been our brightest hour
or when you stroked my hair
and gave me that kiss in front of your brother.
I got you through a Saturday hangover,
you got me through a Sunday one
but now you never call, wouldn´t be your style at all
and I can´t, and I can´t, and i can´t understand
what you feel, what you feel, what you feel in your heart.
I tried to to make you love me but in vain,
frankly I wouldn´t mind some rain.
Darling,
I´ll take the bus across the country just to reach you.
It´s a long ride but I guess it is worth trying
‘cause staying behind I´m hitting bottom,
at least this way I´ll ask you to your face
“What´s in store for me?!”.
The next morning I´ll be talking to seagulls
instead of sleeping with you.
You´ll tear my heart away but fuck it, I´m going anyway!
And I can´t, and I can´t, and I can´t understand
what you feel, what you feel, what you feel in your heart.
I´m trying to enjoy the summer but in vain
I´m trying to make you love me but in vain
it´s a blue, it´s a blue, it´s the bluest summer
it´s a blue, it´s the bluest summer
I look at the sky for the first traces of grey to ease the pain.
Frankly I wouldn´t mind some rain, I wouldn´t mind some rain,
I wouldn´t mind some rain to wash you away from me.
I wouldn´t mind some rain, I wouldn´t mind some rain
I wouldn´t mind, I wouldn´t mind,
no, I wouldn´t mind!
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When you walk upon those rocks above the sea
and the soft breeze raises your skirt,
when the wind sings to you a thousand promises,
you hope that some of them may come true.
Maria, you don´t need any lover,
you don´t need a pain from which to recover,
summer is your friend, run to the beach barefoot
before it´s over.
When you taste the fruits you always let
their juice stain your chin and fingers.
It reminds you of being a messy little girl,
the rebel on the family table.
Maria, you don´t need any lover,
you don´t need a pain from which to recover,
taste the honey while you still can
before it´s over.
You go to the woods and stroll among the pine trees
and run your fingers on their wrinkled trunks
´cause they remind you of your grandpa´s face
and all those lovely tales he´d tell.
Maria, you don´t need any lover,
you don´t need a pain from which to recover,
run wild, touch, smell, watch and listen closesely
before it´s over.
Maria, why have a lover,
who needs more pains from which to recover?
Give me your hand, let´s jump in the water.
Sister, why have a lover?
We got enough pains from which to recover,
give me your hand let´s jump in the water.
Let´s learn how to taste the world before we´re over.
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My little sister
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My little sister fights with waves three times her size
while I could easily drown in a glass of tap water,
I wish she could show me how to swim.
She fights with every obstacle and sticks to her goals
while I, in the first difficulty, I hide in my bed
with a frown on my face.
Our mother says she should read more
I say mom let her be
I feel she already knows what it takes to get by,
maybe she should be the boy
of our family.
My little sister deals with big boys.
She has them lining up for her,
she is a femme fatale without a long cigarette holder,
without ermine furs.
Whenever I am back home we lock ourselves in her room,
jump into bed and talk about men, what else,
and the mysteries of love and the wonders of sex.
Sometimes we take things too far
like when we commented on the “turkish delights”
smack bang on the Christmas table.
No wonder she and me lost our cherries
In adjascent rooms, on the same week
on the hot summer of 2000.
My little sister knows how to be tender with my parents
while I can be pretty stiff and I don’t want to be touched too much
but she is huggy and smiley.
And she will hopefully give them those grandchildren they would love
While I will be always be their weird uncle who´s only there at Christmas
and tells wacky stories.
My sister´s husband will be worried
“Should we leave him alone with the kids?”
and she´ll say
“Let him be, the kids like him, can´t you see, he´s so lonely
and besides he doesn´t mean harm at all, he doesn´t mean harm at all
he doesn´t mean harm at all.¨
Little sister I guess it´s high time I said that I am so sorry
for making your life hell.
When we were little I´d bully you all the time, I´d humiliate you,
I´d tell you scary stores just to see your pretty face stained with tears
but you know kids can be little monsters sometimes.
Can your Scorpio heart forget?
I did not mean any harm at all.
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I always cry at weddings
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I always cry at weddings
it makes me so sad to see people
taking vows of love
for we all know that love´s no fairy tale come true
but still I long and i yearn for my very special time
my wedding day, oh my wedding day
oh my wedding day oh my wedding day
oh my wedding day oh my wedding day
on my wedding day there will be riots in the streets
on my wedding day my former lovers will weep
because they didn´t treat me the way they should have done
oh please don´t let me end up the lonely one
I always cry at weddings it makes me ecstatic to see people taking vows of love
because just for a day happiness seems an option
and love seems that it´s here to stay
it makes me long for
my wedding day oh my wedding day
oh my wedding day oh my wedding day
oh my wedding day oh my wedding day
on my wedding day there will be riots in the streets
on my wedding day my former lovers will weep
because they didn´t treat me the way they should have done
oh please don´t let me end up the lonely one
but baby we never climbed that stair
so we wont´have wedding pictures on the coffee table to share
no memories of friends chasing the flowers we´d throw in the air
I stumbled, I fell, I arrived panting and of course, of course, you were no longer there
on my wedding day there will be riots in the streets
on my wedding day my former lovers will weep
because they didn´t treat me the way they should have done
look at me now, I found the one
on my wedding day my mom and dad are in tears
are they ashamed or is it because after all these years
their disastrous son seems to get it right?
On my wedding day I will surely be in doubt
Am I doing the right thing?
Could I really settle down just with one guy?
But that night, that night I promise I will try (I always cry at weddings)
to give out my heart (I always cry at weddings)
till death do us part (I always cry at weddings).
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All I ever wanted to be…
All I ever wanted to be…
If I was your handkerchief
I´d be with you day and night.
I´d be made of a fine cloth with a pattern
to match your favourite suit,
you´d keep me in your chest pocket
close to your heart
or in your trouser pocket,
next to all the places
I´m especially fond of.
If I was your handkerchief
I´d be with you day and night
and you´d always have some spare time
for you and me to be alone.
I´d wipe the tears no-one sees,
I´d wipe your nose when it bleeds
and when you´d catch a flu
there´s nothing I wouldn´t do.
All I ever wanted to be was your handkerchief,
all I ever wanted to be was your handkerchief.
All I ever wanted baby!
It´s all I ever wanted baby!
If I was your handkerchief baby
I´d be with you day and night
but I´m such an old-fashioned item
I should have known
that you´d never own one.
Now it´s my time to be used
the way I have used some people in the past,
I got to know at last how it feels.
All I ever was for you was a kleenex,
all I ever was for you was a kleenex,
you rolled me in a filthy ball just like a kleenex
and then straight to the dustbin just like a kleenex.
Still I rubbed the best parts of you baby,
still i rubbed the best parts of you baby,
still I cleaned the mess from you baby
and it was good , wasn´t it, while it lasted, baby?
It´s all I ever was for you, a kleenex,
it´s all I ever was for you, just a kleenex.
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Waves to ride
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Our love was a tsunami.
It was born in unknown depths
and caught us on the beach one morning.
The sea just slipped away
exposing all that wet sand,
we run to play and look for sea-shells
then, with a monstrous roar,
the sea came back
dark thundering terrible…
But we were skilled surfers
and rode the tidal wave,
we rode it inland
as it was devastating
and totally erasing
whatever that had ever been before the day we met.
We rose above the houses
above the trees and highways,
hotels, department stores
and in between chaos and disorder
we saw the face of God
and he was mad, yes he was mad
but still we thought that we could keep on riding
for the rest of our lives.
If only we hadn´t forgotten
this was no common wave,
it was the great tsunami!
And the sea just slipped away
as suddenly as it had emerged
and left behind just pain and death
and everywhere remains
of our violent love
but where is the love itself?
Oh I guess
it went back to the unknown depths
where it had been born
and left us all alone,
looking for traces
of the lives that we had before the day we met
and in between
chaos and disorder
we saw the face of God
and he was mad, yes he was mad
but now we got the habit,
we´ll look for waves to ride
for the rest of our lives.
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Lights out
03:09
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You stay in your flat with all the lights out but a candle.
You´re not alone, there are dozens of birds everywhere.
Their amber eyes watching ruthlessly everything you do,
they’ll peck your face if you dare
to say his name.
You stay in your flat with all the lights out but a candle.
You´re not alone, you can sense a stranger creeping in the dark.
He hides in the shadows, he follows your steps
he whispers in your ear telling you to do things they make your blood freeze!
Your mind flutters…
You stay in your flat with all the lights out but a candle
knowing that pretty soon the stranger will blow out the flame,
the birds will devour your eyes and you´ll stay in total darkness
in those hostile rooms full of danger, in total eclipse now that he´s gone.
Your laughter makes my blood freeze, it feels like crying!
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I started growing plants again
so that I´ll have someone to care for
but they don´t last too long in my hands,
somehow they all dry out and die slowly.
Love, lust and loss,
these dry leaves remind me of
love, lust and loss
and that you don´t come ´round here no more.
What if we were last year´s favourite couple and
we´d had our fair share of heads turn when we´d kiss?
What if I raved so much to my mom about you?
Soon darker times would land upon our hearts.
Love, lust and loss,
both-way betrayals would loosen our knots.
Love, lust and loss,
now we are walking different roads.
I found a text that I hadn´t erased goddamn.
It said you were at work, tired, in need of sleep.
It didn´t make me shed a tear, they´ve all run dry,
but it surely made me heart skip a beat.
Somehow I got used to living without you
but I must confess I have my low moments
when I miss terribly your arched eyebrows,
your perfect teeth and your small soft hands
that couldn´t keep us together.
They couldn´t keep us together,
they couldn’t hold us together
they were just too small.
Were we made for each other after all?
Your baby doesn´t come around here no more
Oh baby doesn’t come around here no more.
Your baby doesn´t come around here no more
Oh baby doesn’t come around here
so I´ll just water my plants and let go.
those Ls make my world go round after all.
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A healthy dose of pain
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Every time you feel too damn secure,
every time you feel too full of yourself,
take a healthy dose of pain,
it will ground you and make a better man of you.
Caress softly your grandfather´s beret,
remember how he used to take you in his arms,
sing you songs and slip money in your pocket
every time your mom and dad weren´t watching.
How many times did you go to see him in the hospital? Just once.
This healthy dose of pain will straighten you up.
Every time you feel too damn secure,
everytime you feel less human,
take a healty dose of pain,
it will ground you and make a better man of you.
Take a look at your parents´ faces,
notice the lines that are formed up there,
each one stands for every night
they´ve been waiting for you with all the lights on.
Now you know you don´t have too much time left
to give them any more crap.
Take a look at those photos
that you took with your lover on the summer of 2000,
he looks sexy and boy you do look happy
but where is he now?
And if that´s not enough
listen to all those mixtapes
a good friend of yours gave you back in the nineties,
you had plans of crossing Europe by train
and growing up together.
If only you had understood,
if only you had understood
if only you had understood how sad she was
she´d still be in your life now.
You´re the latest addition
in all those things that make me sigh,
I call you up from time to time
just to listen to the distance in your voice,
it´s then I know
things don´t always work the way we´d want
but this healthy dose of pain gives me strength
to carry on!
It gives me strength to carry on,
it gives me strength to carry on,
it gives me strength to carry on,
it makes of me a better man for sure.
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You´ll have to learn
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You´ll have to learn,
you´ll have to learn,
you´ll have to learn
you´ll have to learn
to say goodbye.
You´ll have to learn
you´ll have to learn
you´ll have to learn
you´ll have to learn
to say goodbye.
It may cost you years,
endless nights and bitter tears but
it´s the only way
if you want to say hello
to something new.
When times get dull,
when times get rough
you´ll have to learn
there´s nothing left
but sail away.
Your boat will rock
the stormy seas,
your boat will cruise
beneath the starry summer skies.
You may end up stuck at the bar
drinking, smoking your guts out
Or you may end up on islands
full of promises, exotic and new.
Who knows?
I got in the boat on a foggy night.
We waved our scarves as the anchor was risen with a screeching sound.
As the he port lights were getting dimmer in the distance
my eyes got watery and I thought I heard someone saying…
“Say goodbye,
say goodbye
say goodbye,
say goodbye.
You´ll have to learn! Learn! Learn learn learn!
You´ll have to learn…”
And I had to learn
I had to learn
I had to learn
I had to learn
to say goodbye.
I had to learn
I had to learn
I had to learn
I had to learn
To say goodbye.
And still it costs me tears,
over one thousand and one beers but
it was the only way
I need to say hello
to something new.
Brand spanking new!
You´ll have to learn,
you´ll have to learn,
you´ll have to learn,
you´ll have to learn!
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Uncle drives again
06:07
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If there´s something out there
come and let me know
but be sure you come back
when I´m ready to see you.
Don´t come on a stormy night,
blowing with the wind
´cause I´d be so scared
while I should be so glad
to see you again.
If there´s something out there
come and let me know.
Have you seen your sister?
Is she pretty in her Sunday clothes?
Is grandpa proud by her side?
Are you given all those things
you were once denied?
Are you having so much fun,
are you in parties all the time
with your friends?
Don´t come on a stormy night
blowing with the wind.
come softly to me
in a beautiful dream
and tell me it´s allright.
If there´s something out there
come and let me know
so I´ll stop worrying
that my mom and dad are growing old.
We ´ll have Sunday feasts again
with stories from the East
and when your coffee is done we will ride in your car
´cause you drive again, you drive agan, you drive again.
But don´t come on a stormy night
blowing with the wind,
come softly to me
in a beautiful dream
and tell me that you drive again.
Yeah he drives, yeah he drives, yeah he drives again.
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Tras haber regalado mis discos,
mis libros mi ropa y este abrigo que tú me decías
que me quedaba tan bien,
me siento extrañamente ligero,
mis cosas darán alegria a otros,
a mí no me harán ninguna falta.
Dije a mis compañeros que cuidaran
las plantas sin confesar
que este verano tomaré
vacaciones largas.
Quedé con mis mejores amigos,
quería sacar una última fotografía
para llevar conmigo.
Y ayer por la noche salimos de fiesta
y aunque mi mente se estaba alejando
pude disimular y bailar y beber hasta el fin.
¿Habrá a quien le haya parecido
cambiado, triste, un poco torcido?
Este verano tomaré vacaciones largas.
Tuve unos sueños recurrentes y bellos,
estaba volando encima de unos acantilados
de unas islas lejanas.
Y desde entonces estuve inquieto,
no podía dormir o comer y mis ojos parecían
dos ventanas vacías.
Soñaba hundirme en aguas de cristal,
cantar como un ser celestial...
Me preguntarás cómo pude hacerte esto,
no es nada personal, sólo quise evitar ver,
sólo quise evitar ver como el tiempo convertía
tu cara graciosa y triste en un sueño olvidado,
una foto movida.
No hiciste nada mal tranquilo,
el amor y la vida penden de un hilo
y este verano tomaré vacaciones largas
de mí mismo.
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Evripidis and his Tragedies Barcelona, Spain
Evripidis and His Tragedies is Evripidis Sabatis. The "Tragedies" are the devastating, confessional, self-sarcastic, darkly humorous songs that draw on his classical piano training, queer sensibility and storytelling skills to examine and own up to the vicissitudes of life. Evripidis' pop inclinations take us for a bumpy, dancey ride across the fine line between tragedy and joie de vivre. ... more
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