Ευτυχώς [Eftihos] [English translation]

I'm sick and tired of the filthy dresses of Athens,

I'm sick and tired of falling into the glasscase feet, yeah,

of watching with compassion the drama repeated,

of having you in my bed, but by priority.

I'm sick and tired of the dreams in Wonderland,

of the bottles that pour out piles of garbage, yeah,

of the cloud that drowned you and that you want to crash,

of the mouth that you never opened so as to speak, yeah.

Luckily, the homeland is proven right,

at caverns, squares and streets.

Thank God love wasn't lost,

thank God we still have whores.

I'm sick and tired of watching the chainsaw thief

travel around the world in my living room, yeah.

Of trembling and having shit up my pants from fear,

of being where I left myself, yet having lost myself.

I'm sick and tired of your wise ass computer,

of the debt that your ex-lover passed down to me, yeah.

I'm sick and tired of the uppers, I'm sick and down of the lowers,

my scattered honesty that has hit the floor, yeah.

Luckily, the homeland is proven right,

at caverns, squares and streets.

Thank God love wasn't lost,

thank God we still have whores.