Μάτωσα για σένα [Mátosa gia séna] [English translation]

The daybreak finds me again,

Wasted and drunk and torn in half,

Touching your things,

Hugging them, caressing them, kissing them..

Tell me, where should I look for you?

In the empty bottle?

I look for you in the smoke of my cigarette

I'm losing myself, I can't be without you

I break the glass that I'm holding

I'm bleeding because of you and torn in half

Once again I forgot my name tonight

I forgot who I am from all of this drinking

There's only one thing I don't forget,

Your face telling me "I love you"