It doesn’t necessery. Music is music everywhere

It's Greek

I'm far from a translator and this song is full of idioms, but I did my best! Everything begins with Nick Zorbas Who had a weakness for the finer things He never worked for money But he had everything he wanted on loaned cash Every night he went from bar to bar Everybody treated him to drinks, he had the time of his life Alcohol, women and drugs But this story is about the cash He flirted with all the cabaret girls Ordered bottles in Carlyle Café Steeped in glamour and luxury He lived out his dreams for a grand life Everything went his way Not a peep about his loans and stealing He always thought slyness comes out ahead But life gets back at you someday A lifetime of laziness and scheming He never worried about tomorrow Since the beginning, he knew his ultimate end Would be on the ground or behind bars He tempted fate consistently Never thought about anybody or anything In bars and nightlife clubs The bosses started to get annoyed So they ambushed him in his haunt one night Waited for him in the streets outside Two strangers at three in the morning Shot him at point-blank That was the story of Zorbas Not the one we know from the olden days Who was famous for his courage But the one who borrowed and stole He flirted with all the cabaret girls Ordered bottles in Carlyle Café A life of glamour and luxury He lived out his dreams for a grand life Everything went his way Not a peep about his loans and stealing He always thought slyness comes out ahead But life gets back at you someday

++mysmileisfake There's a translation that somebody's posted.

No, is about a different Greek zorba

Όλα ξεκινούνε με τον Νικ τον Ζορμπά που (εί)χε αδυναμία σε όλα τα ακριβά. Δεν έβγαλε ποτέ του λεφτά κι όμως τα (εί)χε όλα με δανεικά. Κάθε βράδυ τριγυρνούσε μες στα μπαρ, όλοι τον κερνούσαν, περνούσε καλά, αλκοόλ, γυναίκες και ναρκωτικά, μα αυτή η ιστορία είναι για τα γκαφρά [=φράγκα]. Φλέρταρε όλα τα κορίτσια απ(ό) το καμπαρέ, άνοιγε μπουκάλια στο Carlyle Καφέ μες στην γκλαμουριά και την χλιδή ζούσε το όνειρό του: μια μεγάλη ζωή. Όλα του πηγαίνανε βολικά, για χρεή και κλεψίματα ούτε μιλιά. Πάντα, πίστευε, νικά η πονηριά, μα πίσω έχει η αχλάδα την ουρά. Μια ζωή στην λούφα και στην αρπαχτή και για το αύριο δεν του καιγόταν καρφί. Ήξερε το τέλος του απ’ την αρχή, θα (ή)τανε στο χώμα ή στην φυλακή. Την τύχη προκαλούσε πλέον ανοικτά. Δεν λογάριαζε κανέναν και τίποτα. Στης νύχτας τα στέκια και τα μαγαζιά αρχίσαν να ενοχλούνται τα αφεντικά. Κι έτσι του την στήσανε στο στέκι μια βραδιά: τον περίμεναν απ’ έξω στα στενά δυό άγνωστοι κι η ώρα τρεις τον πυροβολήσανε εξ επαφής. Αυτή ήταν η ιστορία του Ζορμπά, όχι αυτού που ξέραμε απ’ τα παλιά που ήταν φημισμένος για την λεβεντιά, μα εκείνου με τα χρέη και την κλεψιά. Φλέρταρε όλα τα κορίτσια απ(ό) το καμπαρέ, άνοιγε μπουκάλια στο Καλάι Καφέ μες στην γκλαμουριά και την χλιδή ζούσε το όνειρό του: μια μεγάλη ζωή. Όλα του πηγαίνανε βολικά, για χρεή και κλεψίματα ούτε μιλιά. Πάντα, πίστευε, νικά η πονηριά, μα πίσω έχει η αχλάδα την ουρά.

Everything starts with Nick Zorbas who was fond of every expensive thing. He never made any money yet he had everything with borrowed money. Every night he hung out in the bars, Everyone bought him drinks, he had a good time: alcohol, women and drugs, but this story is about dough. He flirted with all the girls of the cabaret, he had bottles opened at the Carlyle Café; in glamour and luxury he lived his dream: a big life. Everything came easy for him, not a word about debts and steals. He believed that cunningness always wins, but the reckoning is done at the end. He spent his whole life slacking and grabbing and he didn’t give a damn about tomorrow. He knew from the start what his end would be: either in the ground or in jail. He provoked fate blatantly, he didn’t care about anyone or anything. At the night’s hangouts and clubs the bosses started feeling annoyed. Therefore one night they set an ambush: two unknown persons waited for him outside in the narrow sideways at three o’ clock they shot him at point blank. That was the story of Zorbas; not of the one we knew from the past who was famous for his manliness, but of the one with the debts and the steals. He flirted with all the girls of the cabaret, he had bottles opened at the Carlyle Café; in glamour and luxury he lived his dream: a big life. Everything came easy for him, not a word about debts and steals. He believed that cunningness always wins, but the reckoning is done at the end.

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