Αριστερά [Aristera] [English translation]

Your gaze is killing me tonight,

Your words cut me in two,

I lost whatever war I declared tonight on the field of your heart.

I lost whatever war I declared tonight on the field of your heart.

Left!

Stab me on the left with your knife

And it'll cut my wings now by your own hand..

Left!

The heart is big, and you'll hit it on the mark

Left!

See the signs and hit me hard...

Left!

Stab me on the left with your knife

And it'll cut my wings now by your own hand..

Left!

The heart is big, and you'll hit it on the mark

Left!

See the signs and hit me hard...

Your gaze is glass that cuts me

You talk about time as if you're a stranger

How you're saying that someone else is embracing you now,

That nothing is binding me to you

How someone else is embracing you now,

And that nothing is binding me to you...

Left!

Stab me on the left with your knife

And it'll cut my wings now by your own hand..

Left!

The heart is big, and you'll hit it on the mark

Left!

See the signs and hit me hard...