Ο παλιός στρατιώτης [O Palios Stratiotis] [English translation]

Your fears and my fears are on the same table.

Our poison is in between them, sweet like syrup

And, inside of it, our star is melting like sugar...

The same star that, once, placed this love in our hands.

Chorus:

You're not promising me life and I can't perform miracles

But if you ask me, my dearest, to die for you

Yet a second time; like the old soldier

I'd die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.

Yet a second time, like the old soldier

I'd die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.

And if there's still any sense left in us at all

In the midst of these ruins, I will stay with you

Until the Spring comes to awaken us

And to bring us new life in the midst of all this death.

Chorus:

You're not promising me life and I can't perform miracles

But if you ask me, my adored one, to die for you

Yet a second time; like the old soldier

I'd die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.

Yet a second time, like the old soldier

I'd die for you, my love, even more gladly than the first time.

• Artist:Giorgos Dalaras
• Album:Η Άσφαλτος Που Τρέχει (2001)