Πριν Το Τέλος [Prin To Telos] [English translation]

The train returned lit up and faint in the wind.

Below is the sea with a ship and the moon farther off.

I often remember you wearing a white dress.

Holding my hand, 'What we're living', you told me, 'isn't enough for me'.

In the songs that we used to sing together, our voices have lower.

Graven heart into the bench that was later betrayed.

Once upon a time, you had told me 'It can't be, others must have felt this too'.

Before the end, how the silence looks like a great love.

And I, who live here forever

And I always leave before I see the end

Every night that passes I return again

I'm becoming darkness

And I surrender

To your rhythm which still burns

this body that exists for years without a shadow

every night that passes like a movie

with all that we've lived being projected on the town square.

Every night that passes I'm always here.

Always leaving before we are left alone so I don't see the end.

Of iron is the staircase, and you've been telling me 'We'll become less'

The night started to fall deeply and the air is choking me.

Rusted motorcycles, without owners, in the dust of the road.

Think of how it would be if the ground was black and white and you were the pawn.

Once upon a time, ...

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