Είναι κάτι λαϊκά [Eínai káti laïká] [English translation]

Wednesday night drizzles loneliness

The pain is a cigarette and I’m shooting puffs

Music complains through the speakers,

My illusion…. You are revealed there too.

If you ever loved me a bit, deep inside,

Just come here, for real.

I withstood the end, but I’m not made of stone

So, now and then, I am shedding tears to the sound of laïká*

Some laïká with some lyrics

Are burning my heart and crushing the walls

Word by word, these songs have told you my complaints

Because you choose to live away from me

Some laïká I hear on the radio

And feel like dying,

And suddenly I am caught by the heartache

As if these songs were written for us, who live apart

Monastiraki, then - Anafiotika ...

Sorrow is lit among the extinct lights,

And as I don’t touch your body in reality,

I scatter ashes ... at the air momentum

If you did not love me with my imperfections

Let’s not say even hello to each other, finally,

My secret deep feelings

I will convey to you through the laïká songs