Τρύπα στην καρδιά [Trýpa stin kardiá] [English translation]

I light one cigarette from another

I don’t like the taste of my mind content

I know other hands are touching you, wrapping around you

My drugs do not go, nowhere they sink.

I have a hole in my heart, an empty space

There’s no cure for it in the hospital

I have a hole in my heart pierced by your hand

But I would rather ran into a knife

Ran into a knife

I burned my lips with my last cigarette

What decision to take, what to do, tell me

When you kiss someone else my soul burns

It wounds me, it hurts, because I can't fight it.

I have a hole in my heart, an empty space

There’s no cure for it in the hospital

I have a hole in my heart pierced by your hand

But I would rather ran into a knife

Ran into a knife