If we were living in different times,
Then maybe we might have got married,
Maybe we`d have kids by now,
A best-man, a house, parents-in-law,
Maybe you` d be wearing rollers,
And a half-open robe,
The sun would come in and i`d see the light,
So love would stop being blind,
Sunday would take on a different meaning,
It wouldnt be melancholic any more,
At Keratea and Grammatiko (1),
At spits - our old egos,
But I, I`ve been through this phase,
And my house lies bare,
I go out at night and sleep by day,
and you, when you look at the stars you see only zodiac signs,
And (our) hearts series,
You`d rather watch it on TV
On the backstreet of Duckburg,
Metro Goldwyn and Finos Films,
Donald Duck, Clark Gable and Voutsas (2),
would wait for us in vain,
Bedding linen and furniture stores,
would be advertised futilely,
photo albums would remain blank,
and we`d dine only on sloppy rice,
Alas we`re not living on different times,
Fate willed us on this one,
Where there is no God above the sky,
And you are you, and i am I,
But I, I`ve been through this phase,
And my house lies bare,
I go out at night and sleep by day,
and you, when you look at the stars you see only zodiac signs,
And (our) hearts series,
You`d rather watch it on TV