Οι Ομπρέλες Του Demy [Oi Ombreles Tou Demy] [English translation]

If I were to wish to something, it would be to these

that I entrust some people with in secret

it would be to those queer drinks that I drink when I go out.

If I were to wish to something, it would be to these

that I share as if they are conspiracies

and the songs I need in my arms to stand them.

To the wild wind that Simone blew

which for me is the amen in a "By the wishes" psalm

to a smile, a teardrop of a pair of eyes, a final curtain.

And to the colourful umbrellas of Demy

that always open at the right time

to this piano that engulfs the last scene.

If I were to raise a toast to something

it would be to the poems I used to write in the past

it would be to those meaningless papers I've torn up.

If I were, then it would be to all these

that those I taught them to forgot afterwards

to double tickets from the movies I've kept.

To the wild wind that Simone blew

which for me is the amen in a "By the wishes" psalm

to a smile, a teardrop of two eyes, a final curtain.

And to the colourful umbrellas of Demy

that always open at the right time

to this piano that engulfs the last scene.