Τραύμα [Travma] [English translation]

If the thread of life

is cut short for one of us,

both of us will die

I can't think of

hoping, existing

or breathing without you,

not for a moment, not for a second

Hold me tight, kiss me again,

tell me we'll be together forever

in death as in life

You are a gaping wound,

a wound I love

and if it closes I'll be lost

A wound I can't live without

yes, yes, yes, yes

Even if God himself denies us

an invisible string binds our hearts together

And if it is broken, if it is cut

then we'll die, my love, together

We'll be together forever

in death as in life

You are a gaping wound,

a wound I love

and if it closes I'll be lost

A wound I can't live without

yes, yes, yes, yes