Δε λες κουβέντα [De les kouvénta] [English translation]

You keep discretion

you’re holding hidden secrets and

documentation

I’m only hearing

some catchwords shrill from the bland

microphones’ jeering

[Refrain:]

It’s your name I do know and your image too

since once more you revive

and I search the way out looking forward to

some different new life

(repeat verse)

The nights are creeping,

each second is a heavy score

as the clock’s ticking,

asking salvation

from something that’s not screaming or

hallucination

(refrain)

On kilometres’

abandonment and in the hush

of chronometres

now heard are dashes

all sirens, wagons in a rush

and ambulances

(refrain)

You keep discretion

you’re holding hidden secrets and

documentation

• Artist:Sotiria Bellou