Αγάλματα [Agalmata] [English translation]

This Holy hour

That our lips contact (touch)

And jail thousands of "I love you's"

This Holy hour

Words are not needed

Out love speaks

For both of us

Statues, if we'd become statues

This Holy hour

This moment

I'd have died in your hands my love

And you'd have died in my hands also

The kiss would've been a knife

This Holy hour

Where our hands burn

Lust is a sinful sweet

This Holy hour

Time should stop

On the word "I love you"

Statues, if we'd become statues

This Holy hour

This moment

I'd have died in your hands my love

And you'd have died in my hands also

The kiss would've been a knife