Ήταν πέντε ήταν έξι [Itan Pente Itan Eksi] [English translation]

It was five o, it was six o, it's seven o' clock,

the emotion overtook me, I shed bitter clods;

I was crying for my living and for destiny;

eight o' clock my watch says credibly

I then read reports and stories and the gossip news,

about football and of murders and political views;

there is trouble deep in Asia, famine and neglect;

nine o' clock my watch says now I checked

In the neighborhood a woman spreads the laundry whites,

she is using a new powder that makes shiny brights;

writing songs about privation and of emigrants

bought me a penthouse in uptown parts

All the flowers aren't scenting, they are plastic made;

at one time I had a friendship and a love now frayed;

now it's raining someone's running I can't make him out,

my watch came to a stop thereabout

• Artist:Giorgos Dalaras
• Album:Το μουσικό κουτί: Άσε με πάλι να σου πω - 1997