歌词
Winds, blow away the memories
Waves, drown the sadness
Night, hide your precious secrets well
Enter the garden of temptation
Try to provoke your fate
Ignore the shining mysteries
Dance, for their dying joy
Sing, for their hopeless cries
The clouds are disappearing
Fake signs are revealed
Illusions cause our madness
The desires of a haunted world
Hear the sounds of your needs
Kill your hesitations "All the horizons will have chocked me In every climate, all latitudes Daily struggles for bread and salt Love affairs, boredom Ah! It's now time for me to wear That beautiful white wreath of plaster Thus, with the ceiling as frame around me, All shall admire me" [Poetry by Kostas Kariotakis] [translation by Kimon Friar]