Τ’ απογεύματα τ’ άδεια [T'apogevmata t'adia] [English translation]

On the void afternoons

when I plummet away from you,

I'll be extending my step of my life on the wave

and be calling for you.

And within the night storms

I'll be slipping cross your kisses

and some memories like caresses

or lit up sails will be crossing my mind.

And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat

and my heart tangoes up like it flips.

Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks

for losing all those things that I love. [x2]

On these floating memories,

I write all my stars off.

The curtain falling

from the time's eroding I seek to grasp.

And any marks that I bear,

I'll cover them with dreams.

Like a old love letter

in a worn off jacket for you I'll seek.

And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat

and my heart tangoes up like it flips.

Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks

for losing all those things that I love. [x2]

And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat

and my heart tangoes up like it flips....