Βρέχει στη φτωχογειτονιά [Vréchei sti ftochogeitoniá] [English translation]

My small and sunless alleys

and my low-ceilinged homes

Rain is falling in the slum

Rain is falling in my heart as well

Liar and unfair world,

you set alight my grief,

you are small and have no room

for my tormented sigh

My woes are countless

there are no more in the whole world

My days are passing by ponderously

Like the drops of rain