Με Τσιγάρα Βαριά [Me Tsigara Varia] [English translation]

With strong cigarettes

And heart as a wing

I leave always

Like a grown child

Who has seen everything

As it were a movie

With changed voice

So as not to feel ashamed and it becomes obvious

I whisper

And I blow the smoke

With a little bit of anger

Because I never, never

Don't finish what I begin.

And the roads are wet

What did they learn

From me? What?

As if I kept

The secrets

So that they will remain secrets.

With strong cigarettes

A dive in the deep

And I float

Even if it is not right,

Whatever I think of

I will always say

With changed voice

Outsretched rope

To step

And I inhale the smoke

With a little bit of anger

Because I can never do

What I want to begin doing

And the roads are wet

What did they learn

From me? What?

As if I kept

The secrets

So that they will remain secrets.