Φεγγάρια λυπημένα [Feggaria Lypimena] [English translation]

From my life passes the joy (The joy passes out of my life)

always in a rush

it runs like the bullet, strikes and afterwards

a wound remains

Now that you leave, you also let

my stars turned off

and the heart torn in half

for yet another time

Let for me the losing

dices and papers so that life can throw

At sad moons

I was born

Let for me the losing

dices and papers so that life can throw

At sad moons

I was born

When the sorrow turns near me

I silence

With a song it embraces me

It comforts me

• Artist:Giorgos Dalaras
• Album:Το Φίλτρο - 2008