Ο Άμλετ της σελήνης [O Ámlet tis selínis] [English translation]

You tricked the heavens with spells like a black flame

That life can be gifted without being turmoiled

And all the madmen's words that were our own

You charmed them with drugs and ceaseless* silence

You mourned in company of love naked and intoxicated

For you had unfinished business with the immortal ones

Defeated you stuttered the arias of an opera

Disciple of a county facing against two oracles

What were you wanting, what did you want, in the glorious Paris*

Either way the world's an opiumden* anywhere these days

You claimed the miracles that hashish gives

And the illusions of the ones who dwell in jails

And one night you dressed up like Hamlet of the moon

Snuffed out the stage lights with a breath

And started your soliloquys and riddles that you solved

Of an era and an art stygian and bygone*