Για τ' Αδέρφια που Χαθήκανε Νωρίς [Gia t' Adérfia pou Chathíkane Norís] [English translation]

Most of you won't remember what I said back then

and you are forcing me again to spoil your feast

your comfort and your endless joy

and what I had left from the previous time.

The same eyes with so much disinterest

well set and unspoiled story

you see the raw oligarchy is banal

Glamour and the well dressed-punkiness rules

money is the easy thing - the monster is powerful

but for my brothers the air is not enough

poverty looks like prison and they're looking for an opportunity

to escape this punishment

And they go there, good, intensive, nursery garden

in a private college

the future is bright, a yuppie with money

and if you go into it you're everywhere a thug

They call it education, such a mockery

their dreams destroyed, how disgusting

these brothers are lost here in the year two thousand

and it's your fault, fathers and mothers

For the brothers that died young

the sorrow's song isn't enough

your mistakes you know, don't disappear

just with a tear or a flower

For the brothers that died young

I look at the sky and sing softly

and since I feel my heart hurt

I don't forget and I seek for revenge

Elsewhere they celebrate differently for this and I'm crazy for sure so I come uninvited and may the God help me

Political games here, even though it has empty seats

the course is fixed towards nowhere

Euro-rugs here, the crescent moon there

and above all, mother America

I feel good that I'm from your country Socrates

even if I have an eye gum in one eye

But oh well, how many brothers to lose

the rest may be able to

to have sex from their PC's and change their lives

with self produced chemical cocktails

With some clubbing green-red hair

Stop it cunts, they'll beat us

they do better in numbers

they will beat us at the marble crosses

And my brothers are loyal like consumers

fanatics, TV show viewers

others are dealers maybe even lawyers

It's the same to me even though the places change

Others are security guys in the night - acting great

since the fucking poverty allows it

others wore uniforms 1 for them I'm very ashamed

others finished a random university

Other are doctors and businessmen

others are usurers and criminals

but I can't stand you guys, I lived you differently

that's why I'm telling you that I'm not lucky

I stayed here to sing and I'm asking you

in the end, from whom I seek revenge?

from those we know that were to blame

or from those, around, that are crying again

Most of you won't remember what I said back then

and you are forcing me again to spoil your feast

to put up with joy and maybe this time

I'll spit words that will be heard more clearly

to also gift you fear, for you

and from the words that I confuse, what is left, is yours

and if I shout like crazy, I like it anyway

to confuse completely what I feel and what I think

For the brothers, for which brothers ?

For the few that are left. Who will judge it ?

And if I'm alone with the company of revenge

I do it to feel a little better

Even if nobody died

I'm sorry I didn't die alone young

and since I feel my heart hurt

I don't forget and I seek for revenge

1. Became cops

• Artist:Active Member
• Album:Από τον Τόπο της Φυγής (1996)