Χάρτινο τσίρκο [Khártino tsírko] [English translation]

(Life is too short to be miserable, baby...

Life is so long, don't make it a carnival)

Circus made of paper, by the time I find you

laugh covers every funny cry of mine

I want to live inside you forever

Like a shadow in the festival of shadows

Everything that kills my happiness

is a prank that cuts me in half

It holds my hand and by telling me sweet words

it drives me like a child in your beautiful slaughterhouse

And here I am again

in a crowd that reminds me of an unknown friend

I kick blindly

I fall like a clown on the same beast

which keeps saying

that my slavery is a circus made of paper

It makes me cry

and I look funny, I'm becoming funny

Circus made of paper, by the time I find you

I cry like a man, I laugh like a child

One day I want to be erashed while I'm inside you

like a madman in the festival of madmen

Everything that wakes my hapiness

is a dream broken in half

It keeps me high, in your warm hug

and all of a sudden it throws me in your dark refrigator

And here I am again

in a crowd that reminds me of an unknown friend

I kick blindly

I fall like a clown on the same beast

which keeps saying

that my slavery is a circus made of paper

It makes me cry

and I look funny, I'm becoming funny