Ρόζα [Roza] [English translation]

My lips dried up and thirsty

are searching the asphalt for water

wheeled vehicles passing by me

and you’re telling me there’s a shower coming

and you pull me in a dank cabaret

We walk together the same path

but our cells are apart

we’re roaming in a magical city

I don’t want to know what we’re asking for

If only you presented me with a couple of kisses

You’re gambling me in roulette and you’re losing me

in a nightmarish tale

my voice by now is an insect’s voice

and my life a climbing plant

you’re chopping me off and throwing me in the void

How does need become a story?

How does the story become muteness?

Why are you staring at me Rosa for being numb?

Forgive me for I don’t understand

what the numbers and the computers are saying

My love out of cinder and sulphur

how did the times change you to this?

Wheeled vehicles passing over us

and me in the murk and the downpour

I’m sleeping starving by your side

How does need become a story?

How does the story become muteness?

Why are you staring at me Rosa for being numb?

Forgive me for I don’t understand

what the numbers and the computers are saying