Nana Mouskouri
Nana Mouskouri
Nana Mouskouri, born Iōánna Moúschourion October 13, 1934, in Chania, Crete, Greece, is a Greek singer. She was known as "Nána" to her friends and family as a child...
NationalityGreek
ProfessionJazz Singer
Date of Birth13 October 1934
CityChania, Greece
cook drank dry eat oil secret
The secret is to cook the aubergines the day before and let them dry of all the oil they drank in cooking. When you cook aubergine, they eat a lot of oil. It can be very heavy.
answering asking certain dylan life
When I heard his first songs, Dylan was answering certain questions that I had all my life been asking myself.
song thinking sometimes
I think sometimes you are born with a song.
country language respectful
I thought it was respectful to each country to sing in their language.
book silence months
Once I was condemned to three months' absolute silence. As I could not speak, I wrote a book.
children giving luck
I have been so lucky to receive so much love from those who enjoy my music, that I feel I have to give as much of it as I can back to children.
ugly-duckling ducklings wonderful
When I was very young I was the ugly duckling. I had a lot of complexes. My sister was wonderful and I was nothing.
children eye giving
I always try to see things with children's eyes. Are they happy? Sad? What do they need? Everywhere I went, I realized that children are society's victims ... We have a duty to speak to political leaders, to influence people to give these children a better future.
pregnancy son singing
There were wonderful moments when I was singing for the first time in the Olympia Theatre and I was pregnant with my son, which was very, very strange for a singer.
umpires needs world
Wherever you turn, there is always something wrong with the politicians. They have everything they need to save the world, and they don't save it.
done made unicef
UNICEF has made the most rewarding thing that I have ever done in my life.
children my-children
All children are my children.
mouths attention habit
Every time I would open my mouth to sing, everybody was paying attention to me. It became a habit.
confused tired thinking
I like to cook, but mostly Greek. When I am confused or tired, I think about what I can cook. It takes you away from everything, as you are thinking only of your dish.