Μίσησέ με [Mísisé me] [English translation]

The night wraps me and your memory up here again

Like a thunderstorm which is about to break out

Only I'm struggling

With the shelves that suffocate me

And these cover me like wild waves.

And I'm calling you on the telephone

To hear your voice

Just to say 'Hi, how are you?

I missed you a lot'

And I'm offering you my apologies

You loved me so much, remember

Why did I let you go?

Hate me, it doesn't matter

For me, it's enough that I'll know

That you feel something for me too.

Hate me, it doesn't bother me

I will succeed

In making love to your hate

Hate me

Tonight, the moon will rise

And again, it will curse me

For not staying awake with you until dawn

And I'll empty the drawer

I will look for what reminds me of you

I will touch all of your own things

With two wet, red eyes

Two dry, torn lips

I'll just say 'Hi, how are you?

I missed you a lot'

With a heart of a thousand pieces

Like a spring without April

Why did I let you go?

Hate me, it doesn't matter

For me, it's enough that I'll know

That you feel something for me too.

Hate me, it doesn't bother me

I will succeed

In making love to your hate

Hate me