Mikis Theodorakis - Published Written Works

Published Written Works

Books in Greek by Theodorakis

  • Για την ελληνική μουσική (About Greek music)
  • Το τραγούδι του νεκρού αδελφού
  • Το μανιφέστο των Λαμπράκηδων
  • Ζητείται αριστερά
  • Δημοκρατική και συγκεντρωτική αριστερά
  • Οι μνηστήρες της Πηνελόπης
  • Περί τέχνης (Essays and articles about art)
  • Πού πάμε; (Where are we going?, Gnosis Publishing House, Athens 1988)
  • Ανατομία της μουσικής (Anatomy of the Music, 1983)
  • Οι δρόμοι του αρχάγγελου Ι-V (Mikis Theodorakis, Paths of the Archangel (Autobiography), Kedros Publishing House, Athens 1986-88)
  • Αντιμανιφέστο (Antimanifest, Gnosis Publishing House, Athens 1998)
  • Μελοποιημένη Ποίηση Ι -III (Poetry & textes of his musical works)
  • Πού να βρω την ψυχή μου... A' - Γ' (Where can I find my soul (Essays & Articles), Livanis Publishing House, Athens 2002)
  • Να μαγευτώ και να μεθύσω
  • Μάνου Χατζιδάκι εγκώμιον (About Manos Hatzidakis, Ianos Publishing House, Thessaloniki 2004)
  • I had Three Lives (Poetry by Mikis Theodorakis in English, translated by Gail Holst)
  • Σπίθα. Για μια Ελλάδα ανεξάρτητη και δυνατή, Ianos Publishing House, Thessaloniki, 2011

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