Φύσα Ψυχή Μου [Fisa psichi mou] [English translation]

A new day

trembles in the air,

dripping off light and waters.

It got caught in the nets

a random night

in the middle of nowhere.

Two fish got caught

suns and moons

lakes, rivers, mountains.

And the worm came

the joy and the sadness

and a pair of wings.

Oh! My clay body

and you wooden clarinet

who keeps us in this dance.

Somebody who is thinking about us

or dreams about us

and when he wakes up he'll know us

or will turn on his other side.

Oh! My clay body

who keeps us in this dance.

Oh! Wooden clarinet

blow, my soul, and go up like a wing.

A new day

trembles in the air,

dripping off light and waters.

Nothing misses

the joy and the sadness

and a pair of wings.

Oh! My clay body

and you wooden clarinet

who keeps us in this dance.

Somebody who is thinking about us

or dreams about us

and when he wakes up he'll know us

or will turn on his other side.

Oh! My clay body

who keeps us in this dance.

Oh! Wooden clarinet

blow, my soul, and go up like a wing.