Το απόλυτο κενό [To apólyto kenó] [English translation]

Thousand nights, so empty

With the taste of the cigarette in the mouth

How with the words to play,

Since they say I still haven't forgotten you

And when on strange hands

I leave my body

All to you my love

I still compare

In my soul

the absolute void

and on my body

a loaned passion

none ever could

change what is written

none ever could make me

get over you

Always the same games

And meddling into indifferent temptations

in the darkness I look for a touch

that will save me from your bindings

And when on strange hands

I leave my body

All to you my love

I still compare

In my soul

the absolute void

and on my body

a loaned passion

none ever could

change what is written

none ever could make me

get over you