Γρίφος [Grifos] [English translation]

It has no face, but it's faces it changes

To others seems like a curse, to others like a wish

Others fight it, because they may be afraid of it

Others only want to sleep by its side

you're incredibly happy when it goes away from you

yet, it's the only one that hears your grumbles

No pill was ever created for its situation

and is no cured by ephemeral love

What is it? What is it? Look for it and you'll find it!

If you look around you, you'll realize it fits everywhere, always

your only 'avantage'

When you're hurt, you take it with you and run

so as to hide, to get healed

from an ephemeral love

There's plenty of it, in these arduous times

Unfortunately, along with the knowledge, mind got also lost

it went off, flew away towards other skies

We always stay with it, so that it remembers us of the cheapness

that we've ended up dressing expensively, with plenty of grizzling

and, boy, [it is] the best adviser for self-criticism

others call it freedom, others - jail

It has no face, still it looks like you

when your soul goes away, it celebrates

but it suits you

Round two, I'll give more clues

it steals time from our coat, for a long time

it turns the flame for life stronger

It becomes colour on a canvas, verse on a paper

it becomes deep sea, if you don't swim right, you get drowned

It becomes Stavento at difficult times, you turn to its embrace, you unbosom

It knows all your secrets

The most sincere relationship, you've ever had with you

Your judgement is more mature, after a long time with it

less mistakes, less its hurt

It has no face, but it's faces it changes

To others seems like a curse, to others like a wish

Others fight it, because they may be afraid of it

Others only want to sleep by its side

you're incredibly happy when it goes away from you

yet, it's the only one that hears your grumbles

No pill was ever created for its situation

and is no cured by ephemeral love

You call it wish

I call it curse

Yet it fears you

What is it? What is it? Look for it and you'll find it!

It has no face, but it's faces it changes

To others seems like a curse, to others like a wish

Others fight it, because they may be afraid of it

Others only want to sleep by its side

you're incredibly happy when it goes away from you

yet, it's the only one that hears your grumbles

No pill was ever created for its situation

and is no cured by ephemeral love

My grief and my happiness, I always carry you with me

next to me, always you and all of my dreams

Against me, you stood like my girlfriend, the most faithful of all

You know all the skipped details from my life

during my endless drunks, I was hanging around with you

struggling to get away, still I kept coming back

You felt sorry when you saw me coming hurt

and you always kept wondering why people have such a fury

Poisonous bites, dirty strokes

along with the time, such mishaps get healed

and you healed me many times

I thank you, I follow your advice

when I get out at world, I wear a mask covering from the shoulders

I won't regenerate from ephemeral love, I prefer you one thousand times

I will get lost and, believe me, believe, I'll be happy about it

What is it? What is it? Look for it and you'll find it!