Ζηλεύει Η Νύχτα [Zilev́i I Níkhta] [English translation]

The night is jealous, you’ve taken something from its light

you turn the glance high and kindle the moon

out of the time, around you motionless sceneries

you dance alone in a photo.

[Refren]

Play me in your hands like a sphere

throw me high in the air

give me breath from your breath

to reborn with you.

The night leaves, it shines with your memories

the whole world spins around you

dream’s picture, that day doesn’t erase it

you don’t touch me but you leave your scars on me.

[Refren]

Play me in your hands like a sphere

throw me high in the air

give me breath from your breath

to reborn with you.

Hot river, give me this warmth of yours

you are a hot stream in the world’s cold sea.

[Refren]

Play me in your hands like a sphere

throw me high in the air

give me breath from your breath

to reborn with you.