Μίλα της [Mila Tis] [English translation]

Maybe its the weather to blame

sun that wanted to rain

and my self

that cannot stand to be alone

The sky and the earth (are) fire (practically they are burning)

but I don't become steal

maybe it's only my fault

that I ask you back again

the floors are cracked

because you didn't walked on them

the colours have changed

because you don't look at them

the matresses have burned

because you didn't lie on them

and our love is left

for you to share/distribute

my heart talk to her

my soul talk to her

my body talk to her

she has to return

my heart talk to her

my soul talk to her

she has to come back

even if (she) will torture me

maybe it was your fault

only for what you did show

a sweet smile

and two eyes full of sorrow

everything was done in a hurry

as if you had thousands of secrets

like you were an angel on earth

that you came out from hell