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Living on an island is both sweet and sour at the same time. You cannot compare it to living in a city, a village. There is a melancholic feeling about the fact that you are separated from the rest of the country/world because of the sea and only boats can help you bridge that distance. This melancholic feeling is expressed very well is this song by Marios Fragoulis/Μάριος Φραγούλις, a world famous Greek singer. I have translated this freely, how I think the words in the song are meant.

Like land that once was one
Like the islands, our lives are apart
How can I travel to you
How can I get there without sails

Both of us alone
Their island, their lives
Night has come my love
All over the world
The waves are breaking
Ships without power
The sea my love
My whole life

People connected to the earth
Trees that break the loneliness
Eyes that are used to foreign things
Letters that remained closed

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Σα νησιά οι ζωές μας χωριστά
Σα στεριές που κάποτε ήταν ένα
Σα νησιά οι ζωές μας χωριστά
Πώς να ταξιδέψω ως εσένα
Πώς να ‘ρθείς εδώ χωρίς πανιά

Καθένας μόνος του
Νησί του, ο κόσμος του
Βράδιασε αγάπη μου
Σ’ όλη τη γη
Σπάνε στα κύματα
Καράβια αδύναμα
Θάλασσα αγάπη μου
Όλη η ζωή

Άνθρωποι – νησιά στη γη δεμένα
Δέντρα που λυγίζει η μοναξιά
Μάτια που συνήθισαν στα ξένα
Γράμματα που έμειναν κλειστά

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With a lot of patience and a little luck (we did not burn the milk with the rice) we managed to cook some ρυζόγαλο/rice pudding. We would like to take a plate tomorrow to the party in town because the crew of the Trates/τράτες need to be fed with healthy things. Ρυζόγαλο is one them.

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