Καθρέφτης [Kathreftis] [English translation]

One day there came to the village a tarantula-woman

and everybody run to have a look.

Some threw bread at her (1) and some cast stones

to spare themselves her ugliness.

And a child gifted her a red flower, a child.

A child asked her to sing a song, a child.

And she said 'never let them know

how ugly they all look

those who despise you

yet stand and stare.'

And she said 'never look

another in the eye

because you turn into a mirror

and everybody breaks you into pieces.'

One day there came to the village a wounded angel.

They brought him in a cage

and people bought tickets bewildered,

to look upon his beauty.

And a child, like a teardrop beautiful little angel, a child,

a child asked him to sing a song, a child.

And he said 'if you want to save yourself

from your beauty,

take an axe and sword

and clip your wings.'

And he said 'never look

another in the eye

because you turn into a mirror

and everybody breaks you into pieces.'