Δεν είμαι άλλος [Den eímai állos] [English translation]

Behind the light of the music you travel on

you're full of Argentinian tango

And not even in your dreams search for me any more

like you used to, on a divine rhythm

And, the ones you hate, I am no other than

And, the ones you love, I am not part of

some thought that I was great

and from a sparrow I'd come to be an eagle

Inside the lifeless cafeterias the snow is falling

and I mourn on the loneliness of a kiss

that our love is wearing out like garment

and seems like a broken gun's sound

And, the ones you hate, I am no other than

And, the ones you love, I am not part of

some thought that I was great

and from a sparrow I'd come to be an eagle

And, the ones you hate, I am no other than

And, the ones you love, I am not part of

some thought that I was great

and from a sparrow I'd come to be an eagle