Ένα τραγούδι για την Ελένη Φ. [Ena tragoudi gia tiv Eleni F.] [English translation]

There is a word that has crippled me,

a word that follows me everywhere,

and asks me for answers morning and night -"why".

I don't want it anymore, I'm sick of it.

Carols and triangles...

Every Christmas I remember a child

plunged in anger, in a huge "why".

Whisper and scream, a wound that is bleeding.

Every moment of my life - a great "why".

Two or three dreams that remained

have been in pawn, and we are left broke.

The usurer will send us to jail.

Eleni, you have taken all of us on your back.

Carols and triangles...

Every Christmas I remember a child

plunged in anger, in a huge "why".

Whisper and scream, a wound that is bleeding.

Every moment of my life - a great why.