Μήπως είμαι τρελός [Mipos Eimai Trelos] [English translation]

The shape of your body

has stayed on my bed

and I sleep on the floor

the only one from you

that it is left to me

In order to have to remember.

Perhaps I’m crazy

perhaps I’ve lost my mind

that I still believe that you will come back to me.

Perhaps I’m elsewhere

In my great delusion

and I think that I live but I have died.

The trails of your lips

on the glass that I drink from

a sealed sentence

and love hidden

in my soul’s chaos

it drags me in a trial.