Yiorgos Hatzinasios

Άνοιξε το παράθυρο να μπει
δροσιά να μπει του Μάη
εμείς γι’ αλλού κινήσαμε γι’ αλλού
κι αλλού η ζωή μας πάει (δις)

I’d like you to be like a holy icon
and like a sweet reflection worship you,
to not have been touched by another hand,
and take you to the sky

My love, my love,
only I love you,
my love, my love
precious like a charm

I’d like you to be an untouched flower,
a song that hasn’t been sung,
to be the first to choose to sing you
and to adorn you with everything

My love, my love
only I love you,
my love, my love
precious like a charm

Θα ‘θελα να ήσουν άπιαστο λουλούδι
να ‘σουνα τραγούδι που δεν το ‘χουν πει
πρώτη να διαλέξω να σε τραγουδήσω
και να σε στολίσω με το καθετί

Take a silent look
at this sinful world
and watch how the earth is burning.
Cross your heart
and if that fire does not burn you
search for one who takes the blame.

Like a humble bird
that has never seen the sky
and walks on the ground,
the eleventh commandment
was not so respected by you
that’s why you are still in pain.

The eleventh commandment
was not so respected by you
that’s why you are still in pain.

It’s new and old
like the glare of the soul,
like the bottom of the heart.
But in this worlds’ fire
where all the papers are perplexed
noone will ever learn about it.

Go and look for Moses
and ask him again
in case he knows
the eleventh commandment
which is a spotless glass
and a sharp knife.

The eleventh commandment
which is a spotless glass
and a sharp knife.

At your cold loneliness
the laughter turns into a damage
and beauty turns into darkness.
That’s life my friend,
it brings the sun in the morning
and fog at night.

So be patient
now that no light won’t be seen
and no ship will arrive.
The eleventh commandment
is known by the crazy
and by the worlds’ slaves.

The eleventh commandment
is known by the crazy
and by the worlds’ slaves.

Την ενδεκάτη εντολή
την ξέρουν μόνο οι τρελοί
κι όλοι της γης οι σκλάβοι.

Θα ψάξω για σένα τον άγνωστο,
για σένα τον άγνωστο
και τον αγαπημένο…