Τα ξωτικά [Ta ksotika] [English translation]

In which shadow do your eyes blur

little bird I loved you very much

the steps sink on the waves

you should be here to be found by dawn

I'm hiding you inside my clothes like a fire

Showing to people that I never met you

Our history is a dream my heart

Elves wander in the night as my companions

Give me the light and I'll pretend I never saw

give me water to erase the weight

what's left from my candle

is your eyes burning like fire

I'm hiding you inside my clothes like a fire

Showing to people that I never met you

Our history is a dream my heart

Elves wander in the night as my companions