Σε πολιορκία [Πες πες] [Se poliorkía] [English translation]

My heart a castle under siege

where you fire with virility a thousand arrows of fire

room you do not give and I do not have a choice

I raised my hands, I raised a white flag

And with your words into your embrace I fell

and I became yours

and like or not you made me to desire you

and I staid close to you

And with your words into your embrace i fell

and I became yours

and like it or not you made me to desire you

and I staid close to you.

In a siege you have me, because you told me that you love me

and as long as you see that I resist, that much more you hit

words like a hot pencil, towards me like rain

I ask of you a little time, but truce you won't give

And with your words into your embrace i fell

and I became yours

and like it or not you made me to desire you

and I staid close to you.

And with words and further words

and like it or not

and with words and further words

and like it or not

And with your words into your embrace i fell

and I became yours

and like it or not you made me to desire you

and I staid close to you.