Δεμένη [Demeni] [English translation]

I grew up in my father's pocket

Bound with a chain to his keys

With his name, his car and his houses

And with all of his big dreams

I grew up in my mother's tears

Like an engraving on a platinum wedding band

That she took off and placed on the side

When she was washing dishes in the kitchen

What are you asking me?

What can I say to you? What you see is what you get

If you want, you can keep me

And if I'm not good enough for you, you can return me

Unfortunately, I've never learned not to belong,

Sometimes to the shepherd, sometimes to the stock and sometimes to the wolf

I grew up for them, they waited

And then (I grew up) for the sake of some liar

And day by day, instead of seeing me

I see my mother in the reflection of the mirror

What are you asking me?

What can I say to you? What you see is what you get

If you want, you can keep me

And if I'm not good enough for you, you can return me

Unfortunately, I've never learned not to belong,

Sometimes to the shepherd, sometimes to the stock and sometimes to the wolf