Μοναξιά μου όλα [Monaxia mou ola] [English translation]

In the empty cities where you wander

Images spend you

Weak to worship

These who rob you

Like demon to carry

The winters of world

In her eyes to hunt

Old, small rules

My loneliness everything, my loneliness nothing

Don’t leave me now that everything is more difficult

My love everything and my love nothing

Don’t leave me now that everything is more difficult

At nights you get dressed small*

You’ll fool someone

And it’s bad that you came yesterday

You run to catch up

Streets seem with fire

The nights of death

Love which now smells

Arena in his touch**