Προσωπικά [Prosopika] [English translation]

Personally, I don't have friendly feelings for you

Only offended, love steps

That force me to leave quickly

Personally, I don't want anything with you, logically

The sound of your voice fits with me, tragically

And I don't change your body with your perfect life, at the end

Personally I am getting crazy

To be and to seemto be your fairytale

Personally I have no sensel

If what we live is truth or illusion

Personally

Personally, it happens to be nights with folk songs

Dressed well and empty and lefted, generally

To translate the scene, dramatically

Personally, my time goes roundly

And my tone changes in the end, especially

That's why I insist even if you give me no chance, definetely