Το κουτί της Πανδώρας [To kouti tis Pandoras] [English translation]

Double cognac and music

the memories (are) dancers

they act out a silent play

and take me to other times.

My past (is) a box

that Pandora opened

but why did you want

to arrive at this time.

My right leaves me uninterested

all those things count differently.

The nights have been filled with complaints

and they drown me in shallow waters.

My (window's) glass had a crack

a ray showed me.

Is it the builder's fault or the glass',

or maybe the fact I saw it is at fault.

And a sigh comes out

hey, how mysterious life is,

now that time has passed

have you regretted too?