Δεν είναι ο έρωτας παιδί της λογικής [Den Einai o Erotas Paidi Tis Logikis] [English translation]

Turn off the lights, erase all that's past, erase me, too

and go, start a new love story;

the mountains are used to the loneliness

and they always endure in rain and snow.

I accepted you and all of your actions

love is not a child of logic.

Wherever you go, wherever you find yourself, wherever you may search

that much love, tell me, where are you going to find?

You're here, you run there, you take a walk

and you won't speak, that I'm asking you for a start

I'm honestly begging you here, from the door

you know I'm but a fragile heart, a soul