I get lost without any hope
Day and night in Chalkida
In your almost
And in the currents of Euripus1
My soul will set sail
Into the dark waters
The tide will take me away
And you won't see me again
I'm walking on the beach
Becoming prey for the people
Shipwrecked with no plank
Nor tonight did I see you
I know I don't have any hope
Here in Chalkida
There are few of us insane left
Even Skarimpas2 is gone
1. Euripus strait, known for its tidal currents2. Giannis Skarimpas, Greek writer and poet