Σκόνη [Skóni] [English translation]

For the time passing by

the love that's growing old

For whoever is staying awake with memories and guilt

For the old photos that were covered by dust

I am still writing songs, four years later

What draws me to you?

What brings me back to you?

What was so different with you?

I have a lie that does me well and I say it often

But tonight I am opening the wound by opening this subject

I am not okay

But I am not thinking of you

Only my hand from time to time will look

To caress your hair in my sleep

But it will rest on the pillow nearby

My image on the mirror differs a lot from our pictures

You say yes, it can, but they say time heals, it doesn't forgive

and it's been one "forever" since our last kiss

Outside your door

And this one is for all these times that I passed by and saw

you had your lights on

For every night,

that I was asking for the moon to whisper goodnight to you

If they ask you, say that you never met me

I want to be a memory of yours

Don't share me

Just remember me the nights you feel alone, and fall asleep

It's our looks, it's our yesterday, it's our moments, our ash and our dust

Our guilts, our wounds, it's the roads that we took alone

It's the goodbye, it's the cold

It's one heart that stayed half whistling melodies of the winter that passed,

melodies that are now forgotten.

I have a friend who told me once when drunk that in the morning a sun ray wakes him up

He called this sun ray "hope"

but my window blinds are closed

The past is a night without dawn

It's the shelter of every love

It's a dark room that's traveling

And in its darkness, everything seems beautiful

The past is the greatest dizziness

At night you walk carelessly, you get drunk with memories, you stumble, you smile, and when you wake up on today's day, you ask to go back to sleep.

But tell me, how can you sleep when you owe an apology and you carry so much inside your head

Do you regret that you hurt the one you love,

or you'd rather forget what I gave you?

I kept a few, I left a few

I teared up a little, I cried a little

Maybe I will feel better that I told you everything,

Maybe my mistakes tomorrow will be twice as many

That's all from me, you know it all now

In any way, I re-opened my wound again

Because we hide our secrets inside our heart

and if you remember, I gave away mine to you.

It's our looks, it's our yesterday, it's our moments, our ash and our dust

Our guilts, our wounds, it's the roads that we took alone

It's the goodbye, it's the cold

It's one heart that stayed half whistling melodies of the winter that passed,

melodies that are now forgotten.

• Artist:Solmeister