Δε μας συγχωρώ [De mas sygchoró] [English translation]

I saw in the crowd

my old love

so many storms (were) there,

so many fires.

How can the wound close,

how can the thorn come out?

Why did we find, why

so many excuses?

I’ll always be here

guarding all the things you threw away,

I don’t forgive you

for all the fires you forgot.

I’ll always be here

in spite the years which have passed

I don’t forgive us

we lost out of fear.

At the subway station

a delusion,

in the silent crowd

that got lost as well.

We didn’t realize

how love is late (to come)

we weren’t able to see

our end as it was coming.

I’ll always be here

guarding all the things you threw away,

I don’t forgive you

for all the fires you forgot.

I’ll always be here

in spite the years which have passed

I don’t forgive us

we lost out of fear.