Το γράμμα [To gramma] [English translation]

I don't want to think the same all over again

It's like it was all a lie,ashes and cinders

I need open windows to be blown by the wind

To have an empty mind

and the wind on the right side

I don't want you to tell me anymore about the things you have lived

It's not like the end of the world if the glass cracks

I need you to come and find me,sit and talk with me

How we feel so much passion

and live in such indifference

I don't want you to feel bitter

at Sundays' nights

Without this darkness

years are left empty

I want you to leave,save yourself and stop nagging

To forget yourself at the ride,how you looked and how you look like

And that's how I'll love you more and see you less

Like a distant woman

That i loved before I'm gone

I don't want you to feel bitter

at Sundays' nights

Without this darkness

years are left empty

• Artist:Sokratis Malamas
• Album:Λαβύρινθος (1996)